Heading home

Thank you all for the birthday wishes. Since I am not a small child, I really don’t have any excuses for my whining.

But, since this was another one of “those years” – perhaps the whole year disaster is my fault? It is as logical as just about anything else I have hear recently on the news….

Anyway – we headed back to Berkeley this morning. The drive could have been worse. There are HOV lanes a good portion of the way, the number of trucks on a Saturday is less than on a week day. And. as the weather report out of Fresno stated – warm, hazy, and smoky air with poor quality. No interest in stopping anywhere along the line. 

We made it home. Miriam’s cat was delighted to see me. Making sure that I understood that my first job coming in the door was to provide him treats.  And my job now, at the end of the evening is to provide a napping location.

 

also tired

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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