A four day weekend, and all I can think about is work. I like the idea of packing the family up and heading South, maybe to a small B&B. Putting the feet up, read Flora Segunda, and do fun things with the kids. Instead, I’m finishing off my last bit on The New Space Opera (for the moment), thinking about year’s bests, and working on an interview for Jeff (trying not to make it too dull).  I’ll probably watch the Grand Final today, and we’re headed out to dinner with the Cabal tonight, so that should be good. Think I could do with a little time off, not physically, but mentally.