I've been keeping my eye on flying costs for a vacation this winter, going home to Oregon for the week between Christmas and New Years.
They have been hovering atou $300 per person (round trip, of course) for a while now. If I want to fly out on Saturday the 24th, I can get them for $275! But, ummm, it may be worth it to me to pay extrat to NOT fly on the day before Christmas.
I've been writing some... bits and snippets... trying to get my writing muscle flexed into shape so I can assemble an actual, interesting, readable story.
I have an interesting plan in place, actually. It's top secret... I just mention it here to drive you mad with curiosity.
I'm thinking that this weekend I will start doing stuff in the workshop again. A test on Robert's hand maybe. Another look at Sandra's electric shelf thingy. And between those tasks, the usual housework (our home is a disaster again... we really need to adjust our living habits so it doesn't get this way) and yardwork (the backyard was tamed last weekend, the front yard needs attention).
And of course, I may be able to finish my current class this weekend... depending on whether the final assignment has programming in it or not.
I've been plotting ways to get some time away from everything for just me... Edwin Time, you might say. Don't know how I'm going to manage it yet, but who knows. I'm a clever guy, I'll crowbar it somehow. Usually I use shop time for that, so that might work still. I'm poking around the edges of my psyche to see what I need.