For the last few days, I’ve felt mixed up, confused. The Jacksonville trip was to be a getaway from unfavorable weather, but rain, damp, and fog have greeted me on arrival. While down here, I thought to relax–the book proof and other tasks say differently: the lawn has weeds, pictures need to be hung, the floors vacuumed, and more chores sneak onto the list. Chicago looks better, already. All mixed up. I’ll write some more, drink bad coffee, and look out the window at strong weather.