nine and some odd hours, almost 500 miles and back to the Bricker.
Nice being welcomed to home by dogs. I worry about them worrying when we aren't home for a stretch. I like coming home, not only because the welcome is entirely heartfelt and warm but also I am relieved to be relieving them of any worries regarding our eventual return.
Maybe that only makes sense to me. Oh well. tired and wouldn't say no to a vodka tonic. Settling for a crappy sierra nevada-no offense to whomever bought those however long ago and left them in the back of the fridge for me to drink tonight. Thanks for that.
September tomorrow. Always my favorite.
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