Had to stay for a commitment in Lorne Tuesday morning, but with the forecast for Wednesday not good for packing, decided enough was enough.

So it was actually 18 nights, leaving 17 days in between, discounting set up and pack up days. Of those 17 days, the first and last were what I like to think holidays down there are about. The 15 in between were close to a blank, which might be as close as I ever get to mind clearing.

Now I just need to make sure the backlog I've unavoidably come home to doesn't ruin the effect.

Happy new year (to any and all).