Reentry Is Rough

We just returned from camping, so please allow me some time to recover from the spa-like effects of two full days in the mountains. A dose of peace and solitude that large is unnerving. Literally. I have been deprived of my nerves. I was so relaxed that I actually laughed when some impatient driver passed us in the canyon on the way home, instead of screaming obscenities out the car window. (Oh, but I'm just using that as an example, because I've NEVER done that before.)

So I'm just going to ignore the Everest-sized stack of mail and the jumbled heap of bags and boxes piled inside my front door. Until tomorrow, my lovely.

I'm also waiting until tomorrow to read the news, so I don't have anything new to complain about. Yet. So check back tomorrow. I do wish that my Idaho manicure had lasted longer, but my marshmallow tips are no more.

God Bless America, and God Bless S'Mores!