Back home. All went well at the airport. Our flight got us here twenty minutes early, even. Unfortunately, I didn’t think about the potatoes left over from my potato salad experiment. Those potatoes went horribly wrong. The black goo that seeped from the bag soaked into the corner of my old, slightly crappy TV table. It smells. Bad. I will probably be replacing it soon. So, I had that to clean up right off the bat.
Fall league will be starting up soon. Yay! I put together some webpage templates while on vacation so I’ll get the opportunity to try them out soon.
Alas, no disc tomorrow morning.
Haven’t unpacked yet. Haven’t gone through my snail mail yet.
The trip was actually pretty good. I got to visit with everyone quite a bit and had time to breathe myself. Next year, I’m going to make a few more plans with non-family in town. In the past, trips have been so busy that I freak out on day two and spend the rest of the week unhappy. Two weeks in Omaha worked out better than I expected.
The clock says, 23:30. The body says, two hours past bedtime.
Right. On to my mail.