Spring break! Spring break!

Who would have thought that at 32 I’d be chanting those two words. But thank goodness for it, because I definitely need a break.

While I haven’t been stressed out in the same way I was last semester (probably because I kind of feel like I know what I’m doing, maybe, probably not), I’ve been working non-stop since January. Not one day off.

I was describing the feeling to a fellow grad the other day. It’s like I’m swimming in front of a huge wave that’s about to crash down on me. I keep waiting for it to hit, but it just lingers there above me, threatening.

I’m at Pittsburgh International Airport waiting for my flight to board. I’m going back to California to visit my brother and his wife and their dog in Mammoth Lakes. I’ve heard good weather reports, and excellent conditions for riding and climbing. We’re planning a couple day trip to red rocks outside of Las Vegas early next week.

I will, of course, also have work to do (generative research for Motorola; Emergence website updates). But the fact that my bro doesn’t have Internet will keep me in check. And the trip to red rocks should keep me off line altogether for a few days.

I can’t wait.