Sleep without sweating

For the past three nights I have been meaning to talk about the weather. Yes, I said the weather. With the advent of cooler nights I can sleep without sweating and I am loving it. Blankets are my friend again. I can burrow under the covers and forget about everything. The downside is that its a struggle in the morning to abandon the warm cocoon of blankets that I created for myself during the night. Why should I crawl out of bed just to shiver on my way to the bathroom?

I spoke for about two hours this afternoon with the person who will be taking over my department after I leave. It really wasn't an exit interview. We just discussed all of the problems with the department and what might make it better. His ideas may or may not work. All that I know is that change takes time and sometimes plans do not work.

I decided to redo the bio portion of the journal again. Yes, I know that I eliminated the photos of my childhood, but I don't think that I would ever have gotten around to writing about the past twenty eight years of my life. I just don't have the time. Besides I can always work in a childhood memory whenever I am having a slow day. Suddenly my past has become an understudy for my present. Does that make any sense?