Thursday, May 13, 2004
Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.
Actually, it's Thursday morning, but I don't care: It's still Wednesday to me. We've been going ninety-to-nothing for the last few days, and I'm sure we'll continue doing so for a few more. But it will be different. It will be the busyness of vacation rather than the busyness of work and of home.
Our flight leaves in three hours. (Incidentally, Father Riley is on the same flight from Monroe to Memphis, though he's headed to Kansas for chaplain recruiting duty). We're headed to the Northwest, first for Rick & Rachel's wedding, and then for a family visit and a little trip to the Oregon coast. I love vacation.
I wish I weren't still up, though. I had to do 10 hours of mandatory, intranet-based FedEx Kinko's training by the 15th, i.e. before leaving town, and tonight was my first (or last) opportunity. Thankfully, I was able to finish it in 8 hours or less, but it still screwed up my night. Ah well.
I owe email replies to so many people that perhaps I should be emailing rather than blogging right now. But let's face it: Blogging is more fun, and you can kill several birds with one stone, e.g. this post.
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