I feel like I’ve been away from home for a month, and it’s almost literally true. After returning from Nicaragua, I went to my father-in-law’s memorial service in Billings, then was in town for a few days and went to the beach for a couple days, then came back into town for two days and then went to visit my family in eastern Washington and northern Idaho. I feel road weary, but every one of those trips was necessary and helpful. I just find that I’m having a hard time getting back into a regular schedule.
Going to parent-tot swim lessons today should help.