It isn't as if I couldn't take a year off financially, and in a lot of ways I would enjoy it, but at the same time, I feel that without the stimulation of work my brain will rot. I enjoy my job, and given the distraction of Rebecca I don't think I could maintain a similar level of mental activity with only personal projects. Recently I've been spending most of my free time reading a truly egregious number of webcomics, news, and blogs. Well, I've started feeling more physically recovered, so that's been tailing off a little, combined with Rebecca spending much more time awake and fussy, but I can't say I've accomplished anything much past uploading pictures for the distant relatives since her birth.
Plenty of time left to figure it out, but today was the first day I started really looking into it. I blame my news habit and the New York Times. Evil Knowledge. Bye bye blissful ignorance.