sleepyAfter my brother left to return to Maryland, I took a very, very short nap. Then, I hit the road and went to Raleigh for the third annual
catt reunion, my second one -- I missed the first one. Lots of other people have already commented on the reunion itself. I won't be adding much to what's already been said. Check the catt community and the journals of individual members of that community for some recollections of the reunion.I was exhausted by the time I got to Raleigh, so I must admit that I wasn't at my best. I almost didn't go, but I really enjoy catching up with my buddies from college -- they probably don't know how much I enjoy it -- and for most of them, this reunion is the only opportunity I take to do that. The reunion is always a time of anxiety for me for a couple of reasons. First, I'm pretty shy. Yeah, really, I am. I'm easily rattled in social situations. Second, I've got a terrible memory. There were more people at the reunion last week that knew who I was than I knew who they were. And for several of the people who I knew who they were, I couldn't remember their names. So I ended up latching on to the couple of people I'm most comfortable around and spending more time with them and less time with other folks. To those of you I didn't really chat with -- I apologize. Next year, especially if we have name tags, I promise to do better. Plus I'll try to be fully rested next time around.
After the reunion broke up, I headed on home and hunkered down for a night of catching up on sleep before a busy week at work.
