This is the official last night of my summer vacation. Tomorrow is Sunday night, the night before my return to work.
As usual, I wish I had accomplished more during my time off. The time off itself was most relaxing. No worry of going under the knife like my throat-cutting last May 25. No week in Missi-freakin-sippi, hotter than the burning pits of not-Heaven, for basketball camp. No stressful family vacation, since I sent the family and had my own staycation. I put work out of my mind, relaxed myself into a stupor, and thoroughly enjoyed my break.
After I get through Monday, I will be on the long, downhill slide towards next summer.