Well, I'm back. :)
After four glorious days filled with lounging in a hammock, reading books, wading in the creek, hanging out with family and friends, riding my bike, sharing laughs, and having a down-right wonderful time, real life is creeping back in.
While away I read/finished three more books towards my goal of 101 (putting me several books ahead at 71!!) and I wrote nearly 800 words which included starting a new short story. (Which y'all may or may not get to see sometime in the distant horizon.)
But...I came back home to... 184 new emails, a duffel bag full and several loads of laundry to put away, and a severe campground-hangover.
I also spent the majority of the day doing...well, nothing accomplishing-feeling. Aside from unpacking, I saw a sweet video, sorted through some research notes, and wrote...a little.
Okay, this post is already much longer than I intended for it to be. So here's my point. I'm dreading this return to real life, I don't like how fast June is flying by, and the one year blogiversary post will be up tomorrow.
If you actually got this far, you're a dear. Thanks for reading and I'll be back soon. ;P
P.S. I left home Monday with about 5 insect bites and came home with 43 (as of last night's count). Is this normal?