After leaving Evanston late (having compromised on saying I'd be in two places during the lunch hour) and checking on my parents on the way, I arrived home safely last evening. Here in Iowa, I found the streets and sidewalks totally covered with ice. This morning it's 8 below zero! But it's wonderful to be in a non-smoky environment, and that also may explain why this was the first morning in weeks that I've awakened without a headache. (Of course, it also helps to be in the same house as my Valentine.)
I brought 17 books home. No, make that 20. I am NOT, as one of our professors suggested of those who choose to spend Reading Week elsewhere, just "taking a vacation." Harumph.
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