I took two weeks off from my paying work, starting on 4 July. The time off flew, and I only accomplished 1/4 of the tasks on my personal To-Do list. But at least I got some things done well. And I treated myself to an afternoon nap several times. I love afternoon naps.

My vacation ended Monday morning, the beginning of this week. Back to the grindstone, and a huge pile of client work.

Little Woodchuck is growing mentally at an alarming rate, and lately she's been sassing me a little bit. I nip it in the bud immediately, that seems to get her back on an even keel swiftly, but I know she does need to develop her sense of self at this age and sassing seems to be part of that growing sense of autonomy. She's not my little baby any more, and I both miss that and rejoice in her new sense of self.

I was on the local television news recently and am proud to say that I didn't make an ass of myself at all. Go me!