Drew and I went to Borger, Texas to spend Thanksgiving with my in laws.  I actually functioned without a to do list for six whole days. 

"Functioned" might be an overstatement.  I sat around and did nothing.  I read three books.  I played video games.  I was mostly just a lump all week.  And it felt oddly disconcerting.  (And thankfully my sister-in-law put up with me hanging around her house all week and not really helping much with anything.  Whoops.)

And, now we're back.  I ran into Monday at 90 miles an hour.  I have a huge to-do list today, but so far it's going well.  I actually feel better being back than I did "relaxing", because now I can actually do something about all the things I'm worried about.

I like vacation.  But I like coming back even more.