I am exhausted.
I feel like I shouldn’t say that — people are working three jobs, moms with chronic illnesses are dragging themselves out of bed to get their kids to school every day, nurses are ten hours into their 12-hour shifts, 70-year-old Walmart greeters are standing on hard floors for minimum wage… lots and lots of people have more right to be exhausted than I do. But despite my sympathy for all those people, I’m still exhausted.
Fortunately, it won’t last long. I had an extremely busy, very sociable week in Massachusetts, visiting Rockport, Boston, Gloucester, Cape Cod, and Maynard. Lots of movement, lots of driving, lots of talking. My goodness, the talking. I basically went days without talking to anyone but the dog in Canada, so I made up for lost time over the past week.
But now I’m back in Pennsylvania, experimenting with staying in my brother’s guest room (technically my nephew’s room, but he’s not using it at the moment), and planning a reasonably quiet, business-intensive couple of weeks. Lots of writing, lots of file updating, maybe some researching. But probably not so much of all that today, actually. Today I think I’m going to be satisfied with going through my photos, writing this blog post, making a to-do list, and walking the dog. And maybe cooking dinner.
Also, though, taking advantage of real internet to be indiscriminate about the pictures that I liked from the last week.