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...and lo, come Sunday the 15th of June, her Two Months of Craziness were almost done, and she was in the Home Stretch. Wonderful they had been, and she looked forward to perusing and sharing the photos and thoughts thereof.
Yet her mind rested not, for her home was as a pigsty, and smelled no better. Her friends, long ignored, were forefront in her thoughts and heart. Much she wished for more time to catch up with them! But alas, in her eagerness to see a precious few, the foolish woman had overbooked herself each evening that week, and only now realized she must wait for the Coming Holiday to reach out - however briefly - to the patient others, before disappearing for a fortnight to Parts Distant (But Still On The Continent, So Not That Distant, Really). Then, and only then, would she be able to begin reconnecting again.
"Patience, self! Hold fast, friends!" she murmured to herself. "We shall be reunited, some day soon..."
Yet her mind rested not, for her home was as a pigsty, and smelled no better. Her friends, long ignored, were forefront in her thoughts and heart. Much she wished for more time to catch up with them! But alas, in her eagerness to see a precious few, the foolish woman had overbooked herself each evening that week, and only now realized she must wait for the Coming Holiday to reach out - however briefly - to the patient others, before disappearing for a fortnight to Parts Distant (But Still On The Continent, So Not That Distant, Really). Then, and only then, would she be able to begin reconnecting again.
"Patience, self! Hold fast, friends!" she murmured to herself. "We shall be reunited, some day soon..."