Three years ago Howard and I realized that life was never going to reach a state when we were un-stressed enough to take a vacation. So we started scheduling vacations and expecting the stresses to bend around them. In the past few years we’ve had an annual trip three or four days long. They’ve landed mid-book shipping, Mid-scramble to get a book off to print, mid-editorial emergency, mid-financial crisis, and any other mid you can think of. Slowly we’ve acquired some habits and habitual locations which make the vacations themselves much smoother. We’ve also learned that most things will not turn into disasters for waiting an extra week. Today was the first day of spring break for the kids. We put down all the work and headed for our escape in southern Utah. Family vacations matter.
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