back in virginny

yeah, i'm home. time to clean the cobwebs. rhinebeck was lovely, though i could've done without the incessant rain. as nice as it was to be away, i was desperate to get home after the first couple weeks. favors for C kept me through the third week, then there was a week of pure laziness, then the boys came through on their way to montreal, and then, finally packed and ready, the damn train tracks washed out, but finally, here i am. it's been a week, and still i haven't returned to work yet, since i inexplicably have just enough cash left not to, but it's on the horizon. meanwhile, a month and a half of mail takes a while to get through. then there's cleaning, errand running... it's amazing how long you can stretch all that out if you really want to procrastinate. the next trip, planned for late july, has been pushed back to mid august. what the hell will i do with myself til then? first night back, i got a visit from my once-a-year biker boy, immediately wrecking the prolonged work i'd done to get my sleep schedule back on track. now i'm on my 36-hour-day kick, which always leads to random bursts of energy at inconvenient times. yesterday's burst resulted in a decision to finally get my passport. i promised myself years ago i wouldn't leave the continent til i finished my degree, so i haven't needed one, but the laws, they are a changing... a return to the caribbean is definitely in my future, so i'm "allowed" now. funny thing i found out about myself, though-- there are certain details of my life that i simply can't remember, which threw me for a loop. i'm sure it's a function of age and lifestyle, but i don't like it. i've always had a great memory, and what will i do if, when i get old, i can't sit around the nursing home thinking back on all the fun i had? i spent two hours ripping my apartment to shreds trying to find out when i got divorced-- not a date i necessarily would remember, as i didn't go to a hearing or however that works, but a significant event nonetheless. makes me sad that i couldn't just call/email B and ask him... but let's not go down the sad road today. i found a ton of entertaining stuff i forgot i had while searching for that info-- an envelope full of receipts from my cross country trip... a silly paper my friends and i put out in high school... box after box of correspondence from all over the world-- all of which made me happy to remember, but also pointed out how isolated i've become. and, as relaxing as rhinebeck was, it sure was a snooze, too. time to go do some research on my next destination so as not to repeat that blunder.