One of my professors had to go to New Hampshire for the weekend to attend a funeral. I wanted to beg him to take me with him, but I figured that would make him think I'm weird. But it made me homesick.
An aside, this is the prof who graduated from Simmons, then went to Syracuse and is now at UNC. We've made the same triangle. Weird.
At least my drama seems to be tapering off. And Saturday Bill, Bea, and I (and maybe Anne) go on the Wool Arts Tour. And - ta-da! - I just figured out that I can get a spinning wheel by the end of the year, because we should be able to use Bill's Christmas Bonus for it!
So, even though I feel like I may be coming down with bronchitis again (*koff*), things are looking up. Hooray!