The school year is winding down for the kids, but for me it seems to be gaining momentum. I’ve got just about exactly a month left before summer, but it feels like the closer I get to the end the more work I’ve got. I’ve been home for a little over a week since my last trip down to Uppsala, and to be honest, I’ve probably slacked off a little more than I should. It’s a lot harder than I imagined it would be to get anything done when I’m home with the kids. I expected that I wouldn’t be able to get a lot of actual productive work done, but I didn’t figure on just reading to be as much of a struggle as it is. Yrsa, especially, demands that I engage her nearly every second, and when she’s under the weather like she’s been the past week or so, it’s that much worse. I have a seminar Monday morning and hundreds of pages to read before then; I’ll probably be able to steal away some reading time today since Olof’s home, but the thing that’s really going to save me is that I’m going down to Uppsala tomorrow afternoon. When I have a few free hours to myself, I can burn through the pages like nobody’s business.

This next week is going to be pretty hectic travel-wise. I leave tomorrow and come back late Monday. Then I leave Wednesday afternoon and get home Thursday night, only to leave again next Sunday afternoon and come home Monday evening. I’m not sure I’ve done three trips within a week’s time before. After that I think it’s just three more required trips total until the next school year starts. In the middle of all that travel, I’ve got to read and read and read, plus write an essay for the class I’m taking now and, most important, finish up my currently woeful thesis proposal. Good thing this is something I love; otherwise I’d really hate it.