I don’t know why I thought I would suddenly have a tremendous amount of free time once I finished school. Those carefree hours have yet to materialize. Actually, that’s not entirely true, as school consumes one’s thoughts in a way that few other obligations do, since it does not go away, even when you are trying to take an evening off to relax. No, this busy schedule I am currently keeping is mostly voluntary, and frequently fun, but it’s challenging, too.
Since I put school behind me in May, I have, with the exception of a couple weekend trips away, gone to work six days a week. Granted, I am only in for a few hours on Saturday, but it’s smack in the middle of the day, so I am unavailable for a variety of activities I am invited to enjoy. For the past month I have spent weeknights and Sundays building something that I will take the time to describe in full very soon. I am very happy with it so far, and it is going to be splendid when it is finished, but it is slow going. Painfully slow going. My back literally hurts every day now.
I will write about that soon, as well as relate the particulars of a delightful trip to New England to visit a dear friend.