We’re home. We had a much better week at the beach this year. That mixed feeling of sad-to-be-leaving-but-happy-to-be-going-home means good things all around, I think.
The week away taught me how badly I’ve become spoiled by (and apparently addicted to) high-speed Internet access and great big screens. It has given me pause.
I’m not even looking at work email until tomorrow and not seriously dealing with any of it until I’m back on Tuesday. On a bet two nights ago, I briefly enabled it on my phone to see how many I’d already had by that point. It was over 600. My market is 900@1000 when I get to it tomorrow.
Taking a week away during the RNC is the smartest thing I’ve done in years. I didn’t see even one second of it, and as a bonus, I missed most of the commentary. Leaving twitter off for another day or so just to be safe.
Refreshed and recharged, I took a good look at the family calendar for September and I already need another vacation. I may need IV fluids by October.