Heading to Montreal tomorrow - leaving Julia and Arthur behind this trip, with Grammie on hand to help out. Four hours of driving tomorrow to see my parents and especially my grandmother, who just moved into assisted living this week and is feeling pretty vulnerable, I think. Four hours of driving on Monday to get to Montreal, possibly to hang out with people but with no firm plans. Attend my doctoral student's defense on Tuesday (which is a story in itself, how I came to be the co-supervisor of a McGill doctoral student) and then four hours of driving to get back to Cobourg. Then four hours of driving on Wednesday morning to get back home, collapse, and get ready for the onslaught of things here. I suppose the only saving grace is that the trip is paid for (mostly). But still.