Why I Hate Vacation

Here's another mood recipe for the book:

Lack of routine = dismal mood.

At least for me, anyway. I guess I just can't handle unstructured time. I neither relax nor accomplish anything.

In addition to not having classes, Sr. Kathi was in Denver this week. When she's gone, I miss her presence and her conversation, but even more I miss her organization. She provides the momentum for all the gears of our community life to turn--prayer, meals, recreation... Without her, the Fort is just a hallway where I am coming and going. An amorphous empty space.

Now everything is back in place. Laundry is spinning in the dryer. The Regina Hall front desk is up and running again, and I worked my normal shift today, counting quarters and monitoring vacuum usage. With classes beginning tomorrow, deadlines once again have a motivating effect.

Bring on the 2nd Quad. All is well.