Tired....

I had been on the road for about ten days and made it home yesterday. Most of the plants faired poorly, as it had been hot and relatively dry in the Deep South. The jasmine seemed to fair well, and some of the herbs may bounce back, but the flowers Little One planted are quite brown and withered. The domicile was a bit untidy when I left, and since my return I have had little will to spring into action and to get everything ship shape. I need to find the energy. Little One and I are moving across town on the 25th of this month, and we need to pack. But not just pack, but to evaluate the flotsam and jetsam of our life and hopefully cull any number of never or seldom used items and sell or donate them. But tonight I am tired. The work project that has consumed my professional life these last three years is finally in pilot. We have to convert the rest of the enterprise in three successive ways, in July, August and September. For me it will get busier before it gets calmer. For me this means another summer without much of a holiday. Little one will spend a lot of time with Mom o' Jud, and has been there for the past two weeks. It will be another week before Little One comes home, and then she is headed to the ex-laws for some time with them. I am excited that she is staying busy and enjoying her time out of school connecting with family. My personality is such that with prodding of a job or significant other to prod me into social interaction I am largely content to isolate myself from society most of the time. I fear I am rambling. Time to seek some rest.