I am home, despite a 45 min flight delay and only one lane open on 95n. Cabbie took a back way and I tipped him extra knowing I was his last fare and he had to go home the same way.
My house smells like cat box from being 80 10 days. And one of the cats barfed on my bed and only my bed. Several times. And I have to go to work tomorrow. Not unpacking clothes, just toiletries.
Oof.
Well that sounds like quite a homecoming. Still, glad you made it.
Serious Eats told me how to store poached eggs for later, so I am trying that.
Ugh sarameg, not the greatest welcome home
Welcome home, sara!
Happy birthday, Kiba Rika!
Oof sara. That's a lot to come home to.
And now I'm wide awake....
At this point, looks like I'll have to bag tomorrow. Was about asleep, flash flood alert on the damn phone jolted me awake. I'll be useless.
My dog is out of his tiny mind. He spent the last hour leaping on the bed, then pulling stuff out from under the bed, in a mad palmetto bug hunt.
My plan was to sleep in the bed. Silly me.
Happy birthdays!
Oy vey, Sara.
Demo is so scary and it makes you realize "Hey, my house is not an inviolable fortress. It's just a box made out of some stuff."
Watching a building go up makes me feel the same way! Wait -- it's just like 2x4s and stuff??