A note was on my car windshield when I got off the airport shuttle at the parking lot last night. Here is what it said:
If that’s not the way to be welcomed home, I don’t know what is. It is nice to have us all home safe and sound.
Re-entry has been a little bumpy. Here are some things I don’t recommend: PMS, having work done on your bathroom bright and early the morning after you’ve returned, having to clean up after that work (I have to clean the house AGAIN?), sewing an innkeeper’s costume for tomorrow’s Ben Franklin play at school (would you also want to be an innkeeper for Halloween? I think not), a fried laptop, fleas and an empty fridge. Not necessarily in that order (except the PMS).
There were many lovely things to see and many lovely people to meet in Houston. Oh, the people were LOVELY, just so nice. This was especially great since I was entirely on my own. I didn’t take pictures of people because they really don’t know who I am.
I think another good night’s sleep is required before I can sort through the project possibilities and review my notes which I’m sure will be nothing but babbling rambles on paper.
And, yes, I did have a fancy dessert. I had the apple pie sundae.