Another vacation week is coming to an end, and it seems like every vacation week is less than productive than the last.
I'm okay with that.
I hung out with friends, took walks, took pictures and got some rest. I washed the car, got a hair cut, and a dental check up. I grew a beard. I shaved off a beard.
Here's what disturbs me a tad. I manage to knock off a book or two every vacation week. It just wasn't in me this time around. Was it the heat? I really don't know.
Maybe I'll get back to reading when my next vacation week rolls around after Labor Day.