Next Monday I am scheduled to have surgery on my foot.  So far, I'm not feeling much in the way of worry about it.  I have some lingering thoughts about putting an X marks-the-spot on my left foot, but I have hope that Dr. Bennett remembers what he's supposed to do.  I've questioned myself a bit about whether I really need surgery, but then I do something relatively ordinary, and it aches.  I guess I have to go through with it. 

After I recover, I get to spend the rest of the month serving jury duty.    The July docket includes the trial of a young man accused of the horrible murder of a teenage girl that went unsolved for almost a decade.  Thankfully, since I have surgery scheduled, the clerk said I probably wouldn't be called for that.  I'm sure I wouldn't be able to sit on that jury anyway.  Students of mine knew the girl who was murdered; my nephew and his friends were acquaintances with her; and I have already a fairly strong bias to believe the defendant is guilty.  I think that probably rules me out as a juror. 

Since vacation has indeed started, I go to bed at night with the will to get up early and work on my writing projects.  The Summergen deadline is too close for comfort (so close in fact, I asked for a week extension.  Who knows if I'll be too sleepy to stay upright for a week after my surgery?)  I'm hoping I can find the inspiration to finish by the end of the month.