I think the only reason that I've had such an easy time going back to work is that I almost always leave the house before Rebecca is awake. This morning she was very awake and very cheerful, (while Jesse was groggy and still hoping she would go back to sleep if he just snuggled her hard enough.) Mornings like that I wish I could just stay and play, it's so hard to leave. At the same time I realize that it is a fantasy when I imagine that if I quit my job it would be like that every morning. Because when I do get to stay home I am like Jesse, groggy and wishing that she would go back to sleep. This way, when I don't have anything pressing at work, I can stay home for an hour in the morning and play. I do sometimes. Not this morning. Right, work. Later I'll try to write about yesterday's game jam.