Home, sweet home!
I’m back. I’m tired, I feel as if part of me melted permanently in Japan’s heat, and I’ve got enough dirty laundry for three washer loads, but I’m tremendously happy to be home again. It was a great trip, but I’m a home body.
Right now, I’m behind on the news, behind on the mail, behind on my laundry . . . heck, behind on everything . . . but I should be up and running by tomorrow around mid-day.
