[One day late; guess I had other stuff on my mind yesterday.]
So this week was mostly devoted to Thanksgiving -- on Wednesday I packed, on Thursday I went to Louisville, and on Sunday (after a four-hour flight delay) I returned home.
Since then, I've mostly played catch-up.
On Monday I took the morning off so I could sleep in, unpack, and get groceries. That night I caught up on blog entries. Tuesday night I dropped by a Shakespeare get-together and the weekly improv jam.
So I guess as of Wednesday, life still hadn't gotten back to normal.
This week should be more straightforward. Yes, there's a lot of stuff to go and do, but I should scrape together enough hours around the house to resume my usual reading & writing & playing guitar.
After a month of travel and dance stuff, that will be a vast relief.
A narwhal's tusk is actually an incisor tooth that grows eight to ten feet long and protrudes straight forward. Nobody knows precisely what the tusk is for.
Mood: peaceful · Music: none