Or, There and Back Again.

Once again, I am throwing together a late-night blog with the hope that tomorrow (always tomorrow), I can be more thoughtful.

We made good time on the return trip, largely because it didn't take two hours to cross the border and because we didn't immediately hit night construction after crossing. I had a bit of a panic when, once in my own driveway, I couldn't find my keys but it turned out that I had just hidden them from myself exceptionally well. At last, it feels like the semester is over. After I loaded everything into the apartment, I started thinking about tomorrow, the trip up to NL and the weekend and my first thought was that I don't need to leave until the afternoon, which means that I can get some work done tomorrow during the day. But all the work has been done! Yahoo. I can find projects with which to occupy myself but I am not under the gun to accomplish anything by a deadline; that is a nice way to be.

There aren't many more pictures of the conference. I hope that I at least took notes well enough to paint word pictures and that you will accept those as my report. Thanks for playing along at home. I'm going to (my own) bed.