Usually, a week off means a week away, but we're spending this one here, in sunny Walla Walla (highs in the 80s, lows in the 50s, arid :).
Usually, a week off also means a week of contemplating work a bit, but between lazing about, watching movies, some incompetent fishing and lots of exploring with my best friend from high school (damn! that's a long time!), I haven't done much thinking on it, except when talking it over with him and the butterfly lady.
That's OK, though. Maybe it is just because I don't usually take the vacations you just hang out on, as opposed to, say, going on some adventure in the mountains or overseas.
Well, whatever. This isn't a really deep post, is it?