My house feels a bit like a hotel, except that no one is coming in and cleaning it up while I am away. I figured out that in all of August I will sleep in my own bed 11 nights out of the month. Now you know I love me some travel, but I'm pretty ready for familiar territory. Four states in 22 days — I am having a "North American Tour" T-shirt made.
I'm also ready to stop talking for a while. Between family reunion, class reunion, and a presentation I will give 8 times before Sept. 1, I'm tired of the sound of my own voice!
Next trip: Nashville for Labor Day. I cannot resist the siren song.
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