Yesterday I went out and folded newsletters at the co-op for a long long time, then ran some errands on campus, then came home and fell over in a puddle of overpeopled. In the evening, one of the professors I worked for this semester took us out to dinner (he told me to bring Jeff along; I would never have presumed to do otherwise). His wife was supposed to come but had to bail because of work. It was a nice evening, the conversation was good, and my salmon salad was excellent.
Today Jeff has a vacation day. A paid vacation day, no less. :) He is celebrating by sleeping in. I tried, but at 7:30 my brain said "Hellllllllllllllow how ya doing this morning?" Sigh.