Not a day of rest

Sunday is supposed to be a day for relaxing, a day for visiting family, a day for doing things around the house. Not a day for doing office work. But for me, I feel a lot better about being here in Iceland, rather than in California, if I am working everyday. So today, after my fourth cup of coffee, I put on my thinking cap and figured out what I'd like to try to do for Vikingaheimar over the next two months. Who knows if all of it will work, who knows if any of it will work, but it is still so much fun to imagine the possibilities, and then give it a try. I'm thinking a reading of Völuspá would make a cool jól program.

I know, I know, not very Christian of me.

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