Term break

Classes start next week. I had a month off, during which I had hoped to finish the drafts of two projects. No such luck. It's not that I didn't work but that several unexpected interruptions refocused my time and energy. That's the way the mop flops, as Elvis used to say. Or, no biggie. You put one foot after the other and jump the puddles when they appear. You're still moving forward.

So I look forward to the routine of classes again. And I still have five free days now, with my syllabus done, to see if I can get cranked up on one of these projects. Onward, as I so often say.