Not doing that. Yesterday, I had a blast in the tiny towns in the countryside. Technically, I worked. But all of it was fun. Pure fun. (Except for the wrenching moment when I pulled something in my back when I was trying to avoid having a sharp corner of a display piece pierce my blouse and etc. I s'pose that this pain in the back is better than a pain in the other.) I even found a much-wanted, old collectible book. Overall, it was a good day.
In a few weeks, I get to do this again-- in different towns, and with different tasks that do not include heavy display pieces that have sharp corners that can hurt the you-know-whats. Those will be good days.
Bach is not noise, Madam. (Robert, in Two's Company)