It was sort of an exciting offer “Hey if you want to get one of those Jet Blue All You Can Jet passes and go around the country going to meetups, I’ll spring for the ticket.” And I almost said yes before I even thought about it, because traveling is fun and meeting up with people is fun and it’s lovely out and there have been a few people on my “to visit” list for an embarassingly long time.
And then I slept on it, the awesome sleep I have when it’s just the right temperature outside and I am sleeping with my favorite pillow and my room is all nice and dark the way I like it. And woke up thinking that being gone for a good chunk of a month meant less of that. And I asked a few people, all of whom gave me answers that I’d characterize as cautiously supportive, and I slept on it again. And I decided to stay put. Which is a little strange since I usually opt for squeezing more stuff into my days not less. But I think I was maybe not giving enough weight to the things already on my plate including
- Working on the second draft of my book, due in October
- School starting, and with it, my drop-in time
- A few little projects I’ve been thinking about
- How much I love Vermont and my apartment in it
- Reconnecting with friends who I’ve seen less of than I’d like
- My exercise plan, casually abandoned while I was writing, now back on the priority list
- A freezerful of blueberries that won’t be getting any fresher
- Keeping my houseplants alive
- Another essay I’m writing for a book friends are publishing
- My full-time MetaFilter job
- Family & boyfriend time which I’ve been enjoying a lot of this summer
- Reading hardcover books which I never do when I’m travelling
That’s just the top of the head list, I’m sure there are more things. I’ll go back and look at this list when I’m stuck in the September doldrums and wishing I were elsewhere. If that happens. Which I bet it won’t.