Welcome home! Odd how one person can create such a hole with absence...
I’m still in Neverland, waiting. Tomorrow I see the podiatrist just down the street, then will go home from there. Whodathunk I could be homesick 13 miles from home?
This morning I’m watching some programs on the war in Iraq, and Afghanistan, and they are not quite like any war docs I’ve ever seen. I keep thinking of when my grandson was in Afghanistan, in Kandahar Province. Touching.
Busdaddy is on his 5-mile walk. I think that’s excellent, but I would never be able to do that distance.
I think I walked five miles just this morning, during many trips to the van with our things and others’.
After Mass I have to go to Walmart. Maybe after that, I can have some happy Jake-y time. At least I’m CLEEEEEEEEN.