Comfort and Joy

Hi, A.

The worst part about a long weekend, as with long (read: summer) vacations, is that it makes it all the harder to go back to work. As I was saying to my friend C today, this is no way to live...counting days until the next vacation, praying for snow days, wondering when it's okay to slip in a sick day. Then again, as the wise bartender G advised me, I'm not the only person who works to live, I just happen to feel guilty because I'm a teacher, and the world makes me feel like I should LOVE LOVE LOVE it, rather than endure it. It's okay to enjoy it a couple of days a week and dislike (even dread) it the others--like him, like so many customers of his to whom he serves drinks.

That being said, I'm easing back into productivity tonight...I had an NHS meeting after school and am taking it easy tonight. I've been in sweats since I got home from school. No cooking, no house projects, just leftovers and the book I wanted to finish this weekend but that my headache got in the way of. I almost finished last night, but was too tired to get through the last 20 pages; I thought I'd leave it for tonight.

I'm looking forward to hearing from you soon. I think your parents leave today so the coast should be clear for you to get some writing time in. I do hope it was good all the way through.

Love, Barb