I can feel myself getting run-down, a victim of my own activeness. There’s barely enough time to do anything during the day now, and weekends leave me with little more than time to cook. Last week I went home with Bronwen to meet the parents, and having caught another red-eye, was jet-lagged the whole time.

Pita comes over to celebrate his new career this weekend, with John visiting at the end of his exams the next. The weekend after is helping Pat move into his new place, then Aaron, then a break, then Nick’s wedding, which brings me to the end of May.

I was planning on having a barbecue at my house, but realized that I have neither the time nor the money. Bronny’s also moving in for the summer next week, which will definitely cut down on travel time, but increase my photo exploration proportionately as we do things around town.