Since getting home on Monday afternoon, I have been to the movies twice (In Time, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo*). I have made Spanish rice (from scratch) and tomato soup (from a can). I’ve flea powdered four cats, washed a fifth cat, and have learned that Lady Bird really, really needs some Beano (yuck). I baked the cookies that I was supposed to make *before* we left for Columbus. We’ve also eaten all the bread and drank all the milk in this house, which means that I will have to suck it up and go grocery shopping … right after I acquire (or at least order) some new specs. We’re four nights into our West-Wing-aton (Season 1) and The Coach is three chapters into his textbook for the class he’ll be taking this semester (brown-nosing geek, that one). I’ve also been to a redevelopment authority meeting and dealt with yet another chair-related issue. I’ve got lunch plans for Saturday and a party plans for Saturday night. What I haven’t done is research.
Let’s just call it my “pre-sabbatical” break, shall we?