School ended on June 3rd, but, for me, it feels like it just ended Tuesday. I decided to cram in a grad class right as school was ending, which, on top of working each day, made for a busy first two weeks of summer.
Matt and I just drove 20 hours or so from Faribault to Portage, Indiana to North Syracuse, New York (check out the journey from Matt's perspective). Any minute now, we're about to hop back in the car to drive to Boston, where we will board a boat bound for Bermuda.
We've left behind our dogs, our garden, and our CSA, but we have four weeks on the east coast exploring a new island, visiting friends and family, and reconnecting with the city and the ocean. What more could we ask for?
(Oh, and I did sort through most of my clothes, but I never touched the papers. Maybe in July. Maybe not.)