Yeah, I totally caved and went home. :D
I was just feeling so burnt out and miserable, I just wanted to go home. I've never been homesick before, but I think I just needed a break.
And it was a lovely break! :DDDD
I had to give a presentation on Friday for the last day of my summer undergrads being here (we do a big thing for all the Applied Physics folks). Student #1 had a nice poster, lots of juicy data that we're going to write up. Student #2 had...er, not as much data. But I worked very hard and got her a signal, and then she worked very hard taking data with that signal, so even if I'm dubious of the results she at least had stuff on her poster. Eh.
Right after the day ended I headed to the airport and then home! (I have apparently been Pavlovian-trained for Friday evenings -- Shabbat songs kept going through my head while I was waiting in the airport). Spent Saturday loafing around -- talking to my parents, mostly, and reading. Then watched Amadeus, where I annoyed my parents by going "I'VE BEEN THERE" every five seconds (it was shot in Prague.) Sunday I went swimming in our pool! I love swimming, I don't get to swim very much but it's so relaxing. Loafed some more, took a nap, had Chinese food and watched SPN with my parents. (Did I mention how cool my parents were? Although Mom could not identify Season 1 Sam as being the same person as Season 4 Sam, LOL.)
Came back to school today, where I loafed around some more. (Finally watched Mean Girls! So many SPN macros suddenly make sense.) And I'm taking tomorrow off, so I can cook and do laundry and everything.
Fooooo. I do feel much better and more relaxed, not like a ticking emotional time bomb. I should do this more often, just taking a few days to go home. Yay home! :D