I am back from the least relaxing two week holiday of my life. Or, perhaps the second-to-least relaxing. (Back in 2000, I went on a HORRID family vacation to Key West. We DROVE all the way down there, and it rained, like, every day. Key West, if you don't know what to expect, is hideous at the best of times, but when you're 20 and on a forced holiday with your parents and your sister, rain is extra annoying. EVERYTHING is extra annoying.)
Sigh. It's a bummer. The weather was good over the last couple of weeks. The locations were beachy and pleasing. Alas, there's just been a lot of stuff happening. (Life stuff, family stuff, illness stuff - my Grandfather is ailing, big time. I'd say more about that but you know how it is. If I do, the family members who secretly read the blog, waiting for me to slip up might stab my eyes out, so I better not.) Anyway, all that STUFF just put a big fat taint on the holiday. Too much on my mind.
Nothing to be done. I'm back and there's work to do and I must think about that and stop thinking about other things.