Recovering.

That’s what I’ve been doing since we got home on Sunday. Or trying to do.

Bethany’s wedding was so much fun – a whole weekend spent with old and dear friends, five of us crammed into a hotel room just big enough for us and all our stuff (and about a million inside jokes). Jeremiah serenading everyone at the wedding with Sister Hazel’s “This Kind of Love.” The guys making faces whenever a camera appeared. The welcome sound of so many Southern accents. Bethany, nervous and beautiful in her white dress and veil. Angela, sister of the bride and baker extraordinaire, working hard to make sure the cake didn’t fall. Lots of lip gloss and curling irons, silver high heels and jewelry, and yards and yards of twinkle lights and white tulle. Hugging one dear family who made it all the way up from Abilene.

But between flight delays on Sunday, houseguests when we got home (though we thoroughly enjoyed them), cold rainy weather in Boston, a stack of stuff waiting for me at work and bad health news for one of J’s aunts, it’s been a tough reentry. Still is, actually – it’s not over yet. I’m not quite back to a regular sleep/work/cooking/life routine, and 57 degrees does not feel like summer.

So I’m trying, trying, to take it slowly. Letting (some of) the laundry wait; stocking up on (some) essential foods and also picking up takeout; treating myself to a chai latte here and there; spending my lunch breaks reading at my favorite cafe. Listening to Frank Sinatra as I edit webpages; reading young adult books and Agatha Christie mysteries and Laura Harrington’s gorgeous debut, Alice Bliss. Trying to shut the computer down in the evenings and get some sleep. And remembering all the lovely moments from the weekend. (Photos + stories to come.)

How do you reenter after vacations or time away?

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