Breaks are good. And I don’t feel too put upon to go back to work. I have some projects to look forward to.

It was really nice to not have a schedule. In all seriousness, I could get used to that. Unfortunately, I really need my job. I’d love to find the perfect part-time job that paid me enough, but I’m thinking that’s out of the question for now.

I was able to catch up on a few things: laundry, writing, exercise. Fitting all those in while working is difficult. I’m going to try though.

I am so affected by the weather. The weather was awful all week and it’s even worse today. I am so unmotivated when it’s icky outside. My world shrunk down to the inside of my house. Maybe that’s what it will be like when I’m 80. It’s not so bad really.