It’s good to be home. We’re all moved in and a day sooner than I’d hoped! The drive was long and full of weather. Pouring rain and fog thicker than custard marred an other wise beautiful view and the baby screamed for the last 3 hours. But we made it safe, if not sound. And I can’t wait to start working! Though I’m likely to take tomorrow off, since my body took a beating. Or I might spike my coffee tonight and pull an all-nighter. Or not. A hot shower, shot of whiskey (or three) and a bed sounds pretty good to me.