It feels like the first day of my holidays today. Actually last week was - but I was at camp, cooking; which was fun, but I had my time scheduled for me, so to speak. Today I'm (sort of) free. This doesn't, of course, mean that I'm actually free - I have things I need to do, but I can choose when and how to do them. I slept in this morning until 6 and didn't actually get up until after 8 (I love to luxuriate in bed in the mornings).
Bram has the week off before Mission 6:10 next week. I'm sending him off to see if he can find work for this week. (Probably not, but there's no point in not asking).