divine angst

Back home, after three whirlwind days with my family, one small cry over missing Our Old City–which still feels like home–and too much good food, wine, and beer.

Tomorrow morning, we pick up Himself, who I hope is happy and healthy and fresh-breathy. While right now I feel a bit blue, I know being reunited with our dog will lift my spirits. So I’m very much looking forward to that, because I need some spirits-lifting, else the rest of the semester is going to be very tough.

Finally, my new battery showed up over the weekend (mine was recalled), along with law firm cookies and new stationery I ordered a couple of weeks ago. Now I just need someone to write to with my new stationery; at least I can surf off the power cord and stuff my face with Halloween cookies while I think about it.