I am sitting in my own living room with Gregarious Son and Lovely Daughter and Quiet Husband, totally vegging out while they watch TV.
For the past 50-some nights, I have not been able to relax for one second without thinking that I should be going through my Hebrew flashcards.
What a bizarre sensation it is, not to have to give a thought to a stack of flashcards or pile of charts or other unintelligible material.
Exam over. Retreat and then month off. Phew.