No class reunion.

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Which is fine.  It would have been nice, not saying otherwise.  It just wasn't the highest priority.  I suppose, somehow, I could squeeze that out.  But I don't think I could find enough places to stay to be out of the way while there.  My mother might well love for me to stay that long, in theory.  But as we all know, that... simply... doesn't work out.  Parents and children, living together, no matter how much we love each other...  If it has to work, sometimes it does.  But it is rocky.  Actually, living with anyone is a tough gig.  No matter how pretty, useful, helpful, she has always become a ball and chain.  Love it?  Well... there are times I would have sworn to it, much at when in engineering I swore I loved math.  No.  The only thing that might have gotten me to stay with a woman is children.  Otherwise it just doesn't last.  And, even that, is more like a guilt trip, until the children are old enough to begin programming to do stupid pet tricks.  Which is short lived as well.

Anyway, yeah, no.  I'd love to stay longer, in one sense.  That I haven't been there for a long time.  Hmm... actually?  I was thinking of being there a month anyway.  If I went later enough, and held my breath at times, I might be able to make it.  Leaving a few days before the end of this month, returning in early August?  You know?  Especially if I could stay with other family, from time to time.  Not sure.  I'll think on it.

The good side to everything being off is I have more time to attempt to clean, clear, and be very ready to go.  Today is a rough one.  It's cold again, not sunny.  It was down to 64 this morning, in this front room (without vent from the furnace).  So... yeah.  Even so, I have dishes soaking again, and laundry about to begin being processed, switched out, and all.  I have to fold these.  Ugh...  Lots more clothes than I thought, as some were still in the dryer.

It is shaping up.  Not sure, even now, but... maybe.  Later.