My first full day
You would think by now that I would learn that I just don't do well with down days. Whenever we go on vacation, I always figure in some down days - days where there's nothing on the agenda and we're just going to hang out. They always seem like such a good idea. At home, Steve and I both do quite well with down days. Especially after a particularly hectic week. But once we're on vacation - no matter where - down days just make me restless. And it's happened again.
This weekend is a bank holiday weekend in the UK, so Monday is a day off from work and school for everyone. The archives are also closed. So I figured I would just wait until Tuesday to get to work, and give myself a few days to chill and acclimate. It'd be fun . . . WRONG!
My original plans for today included a stroll around the area, but it's been cold and rainy most of the day (Well, it IS England, after all), so that idea went kaput. I ran to Leyland with my in-laws to pick up some slippers, a replacement for my power converter, a notebook, and some food for lunch. But aside from that, I've been in the house all day. It's been me and my computer for hours on end - except for the hour or so that I actually fell asleep.
So to hell with down days! Tomorrow, I'm going to attempt to figure out the bus and get my butt into the city centre. I'm a bit anxious about that, though. Only because the route map doesn't actually show where the stops are and the names listed on the timetable aren't familiar to me. Once I suss it out, I'll be fine. But I know I'm going to be a bit nervous initially. I wish Steve were here to show me. I wish Steve were here, in general.
Anyway, if I can make it to the city centre, I'm going to pop by the Harris Library and pick up a couple of Preston history books. Going through them for ideas and bibliographies should carry me through the long weekend. Then come Tuesday, I can hit the ground running.
Fingers crossed the bus isn't the death of me!
This weekend is a bank holiday weekend in the UK, so Monday is a day off from work and school for everyone. The archives are also closed. So I figured I would just wait until Tuesday to get to work, and give myself a few days to chill and acclimate. It'd be fun . . . WRONG!
My original plans for today included a stroll around the area, but it's been cold and rainy most of the day (Well, it IS England, after all), so that idea went kaput. I ran to Leyland with my in-laws to pick up some slippers, a replacement for my power converter, a notebook, and some food for lunch. But aside from that, I've been in the house all day. It's been me and my computer for hours on end - except for the hour or so that I actually fell asleep.
So to hell with down days! Tomorrow, I'm going to attempt to figure out the bus and get my butt into the city centre. I'm a bit anxious about that, though. Only because the route map doesn't actually show where the stops are and the names listed on the timetable aren't familiar to me. Once I suss it out, I'll be fine. But I know I'm going to be a bit nervous initially. I wish Steve were here to show me. I wish Steve were here, in general.
Anyway, if I can make it to the city centre, I'm going to pop by the Harris Library and pick up a couple of Preston history books. Going through them for ideas and bibliographies should carry me through the long weekend. Then come Tuesday, I can hit the ground running.
Fingers crossed the bus isn't the death of me!
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