And it's back to work. My life has purpose. My life has meaning. The rest of the summer will be a blur of waking up to teach lessons, hurrying home and to work, hurrying home and back to the pool to teach private lessons and falling into bed only to wake up and do it all over again. I may not even have time for General Hospital.

Ha ha. Don't kid yourself. That will NEVER happen. I just can't cope without my soap.