It is surprisingly hard to readjust to coming home from vacation, although my own bed is very nice. Arriving home early on Sunday allowed me to put things away, do a load of laundry, get caught up on bills, all good things. But there was a certain amount of maundering around, wondering what to do with myself. Ray went right to bed.

My parents were just getting up. They had expected us a little later. The vacuum cleaner was out. I let the dogs out and Cameron was off like a shot to the neighbor's, completely ignoring my calls. Apparently, he can only go out on the leash now. When I went in the fridge to get some breakfast, I found meat blood had leaked all over the shelf. So, the first thing I did was empty and wash the bottom of the refrigerator. They were very apologetic, but it needed cleaning anyway.

The baby plants look very good. We just need some warm sunny weather now for a while. I'm afraid we will go right from winter to summer and be too hot before we know it. 

When Ray got up, we had some lunch. He was still pretty tired. I went to take a bath and fell asleep--was I surprised when he woke me up!

My parents and I drove to the last gymnastics meet of the season. We were afraid we wouldn't be able to get tickets. I let them out while I sat in line for the parking deck--$5 to park. I met my Dad at the door and we found our seats just as the action was starting. Some woman had been giving away free tickets. We enjoyed it very much. The view was good, even though we were high up. I went down and got drinks and popcorn while they were changing events. Georgia won--natch! We walked to the car and drove home without trouble. Since it was after 6, the idea of making supper seemed kind of overwhelming, so we stopped and got Chinese takeout on the way home. That really hit the spot.  Fell asleep watching Get Smart--funny stuff still. I didn't realize it was written by Mel Brooks, but now that I know, I can see it.

OK, I guess today vacation is really over.


Lately, I have been having more dreams (or remembering them) having to do with other careers. It'll be a year at the Shelter soon and I really like it in lots of ways. But I suppose I am always looking for new things to learn. I have officially notified the Department of Instructional Technology that I will not be taking any more classes from them. There are a few interesting classes on environmental design, but the degree is in Historical Preservation or Landscape Architecture. It's also really hard to get in. I just want to take those classes. And then what? Set up as a consultant on green building? Not sure there is a lot of demand for that...this morning's dream involved working in a school. I was a substitute teacher...or my mother was...she had fallen asleep at lunch, I think. Dreams are so strange.