Mrs. T and I finally made it to Smalltown, U.S.A., in one piece last Friday night. Since then we’ve been watching the weather in New York on TV and doing as little as possible (though I’m talking to the BBC by phone later today and still have a couple of pieces to write between now and Christmas).
I feel as though I’ve been on the go without a break for most of 2009, which isn’t so far from the truth. I’ve been so busy that I’m having trouble relaxing: I can’t seem to switch off my Oh-God-What-Now-O-Meter. Fortunately, Smalltown has no chain bookstores, TV stations, or lecture series to lure me back down the road of excess. All I really have to do is kick back, hang out, and sleep late. I plan to read a couple of new books, watch a little TV, and open my presents on Friday morning. That ought to do me very nicely.
I’ll blog a bit this week, including the usual daily postings, but nothing too strenuous. I think I’ve earned a break, and Mrs. T and my mother agree. In case you’re wondering and/or worried, they’re taking very good care of their weary boy.
Enjoy the week. I know I will.
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