23 hours ago · Life · hide · 0 comments

I’m on vacation, dangit. Signed off Tuesday evening. It took a while to actually disconnect – I still found myself absentmindedly loading up Slack on my phone and checking what messages and notifications I’d received. I managed to keep it to only a few times a day, at least, but still not exactly the sort of proper separation from work I was aiming at. It’s now Saturday, four days later, and I’m only really starting to feel disconnected and unwinding now. I’m still wound a little tight, not going to lie, but I’m a little less work-brained, at least. I’m at Squam now, and it’s a reunion year, so the house is filled to the gills with cousins and aunts and uncles – I can hear folks playing guitar together in the other room, while I’m sitting out on the porch listening to the rain. (Despite the rain, I’ve still made a point of swimming each day. As long as it’s not thundering, swimming in the rain is actually kind of fun, it’s interesting to basically be at eye level with the raindrops…

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