I found the perfect word to describe my sabbatical: PERIPATETIC. Look it up; it’s perfect for me (and apparently Aristotle). My nomadic experience is working because of the awesome network of people who are supporting, advising, and putting up with me (wait – I mean putting me up). Friends like Becky, who’s been doing my hair since the last millenium and is still willing to take me in whenever I pass through Colorado. Okay, I admit it – this is not my natural color.
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Great minds! I looked up that word last week . . . ๐
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