When February starts, so does my house-sitting. It will last 6 weeks.
That sounds sort of like a long time. 6 weeks?
Yes. 6 weeks. 40 days and 40 nights, I say, and then everything is all right. Good things happen in 40 days and 40 nights; hard things, but good things. Things that need to be done.
I can come back on weekends and my cousin will probably be around, so it’s not like I’m really heading out into the entirely abandoned waste-land, with no food or water. But it is appropriate, anyway. 40 days and 40 nights always happen before beginnings, and after this semester, I begin. It’s always a good time to clear the air with God (or the other way around).