We got home yesterday afternoon and it is very miserable here. It is raining like mad, cold and dreary. I think I want to be back on vacation. I am feeling a little disoriented. I spent a week trying to figure out where things were, and now I'm back home trying to figure out where things are. Go figure.
One bright note was our "stray cat" sitter, Betsy. She left me the nicest letter and said she found Junior to be "very pleasant" and would be happy to take care of him any time we want to go away. Mind you now, I'm not sure what cat she was referring to but our Junior is anything but pleasant. He'd just as soon hiss you as look at you. He did arrive after a few minutes of our getting home and submitted to some petting, so I guess he missed me.
So, the rain is pouring down, the garden is overgrown, the wash needs to be done, and I am going to miss writing my blog. I guess I'm home.