I still forget that I don't have to go back to work or to school. For years, school was my work. At the end of the holidays, I get this nagging feeling that I'd better get myself organized, psyched up, and ready to return to life out in the world, with colleagues and bosses.
But I don't have to go back to work. It's disorienting. I just sit here and process photos, write something on my blog, go for a walk with the dog, and then think about making lunch — holiday or not. Happy Sunday to you too.