The weekend was moderately stressful. Yesterday wasn't too bad -- we were an hour late getting started, and I missed a turn going to my cousins' house -- we've done that before. But we had a nice dinner and visit with my cousins -- about seventeen people, including the kids. We got back to the hotel, and I went to bed about 10. At 12:30 some loud people came down the hall and woke us up. We went back to bed. Unfortunately, at 3:00 some other people -- louder than the earlier ones -- congregated in the hall and stayed there. My brother finally called the desk, and it quieted down after an incredibly long period that was probably no more than twenty minutes.
This morning, we had breakfast, packed, and went to the synagogue for the bat mitzvah. My cousin Brooke did very well. She has a lovely voice, and her singing was clear and on pitch. She sometimes talked a little too fast when she was speaking.
Then the reception started. There were probably a hundred and fifty people there -- and it got very loud. My brother resorted to his earplugs part of the time. My six year old cousin put her fingers in her ears. I find this kind of large social event a strain, but I had some good talks with some of my cousins, and it was nice to see how the little ones have grown since the last time I saw them. We left early, because my brother had a train to catch.
I pulled into the first rest stop on the NJ Turnpike because I was thirsty, and the discussion my parents were having had the potential to become a distraction. By the time we got started again, they had hashed things out and I had had a break. The rest of the journey was uneventful -- normal Sunday traffic, which means five to ten minutes worth of delays, and we got home with an hour before I had to take my brother to his train, which I did.
I've unpacked, unwound by reading Usenet and lj; sighed over the lack of PBEM updates, and now I will take my medicine and get ready for bed. Tomorrow is another workday.