We got home yesterday and unpacked the mountain of dirty clothes. Let me tell you–I smelled by the time we finally got home. Something about being in the same clothes for more than 24 hours will do that.
We took the red-eye to Dallas and then had a long lay-over before we could get on the plane to Richmond. I was so tired that I don’t remember the flight to Richmond. We got on and luckily had two seats by ourselves. I shut the window and we went to sleep. Didn’t hear the safety announcements, briefly saw that others were getting sodas, woke up as we started our descent into Richmond. That nap was the best and kept me going until after 9 last night.
Leon has followed us and meowed since we got home. The meowing isn’t something simple like “meow”. It’s more like “oh my god there you are, I’m so happy to see you, where have you been, I’ve missed you, please don’t leave again” meowing. This morning when I opened the bedroom door he started the meowing and ran half-way up the stairs to greet me. Then he did the cha-cha-cha around the kitchen with me this morning…to the pantry, to the counter, to the refrigerator, to the trash can. Hopefully, he’ll settle back into the normal routine of ignoring us and graciously giving and receiving affection.
Work today has been fine. Luckily not too much heavy thinking was needed because what little bit I had to do, I didn’t do well. Tomorrow I should be completely readjusted.
Welcome back!