I arrived home from Mexico mid-afternoon, tired after two long days of travel. The first day we were up at 5:00 am and drove to San Diego. During the three-hour border lineup, I anticipated the hot shower I would have at the hotel. It did not disappoint.
This morning we were up at 4:00 am to catch a 6:30 am flight to Seattle, then a three hour bus trip to the ferry terminal, and after 90 minutes on the boat, I was more than pleased to walk into Tim's arms.
I've been talking up a storm since then and doing some unpacking and laundry. But I wanted to let my readers know I'm back, and hope to fill you in on more of my trip this week. It won't be until later on because ... tomorrow I'm driving up to Parksville to move the rest of our furniture down. The movers arrive Tuesday morning. The house there will just have to be empty for potential buyers, allowing them to use their imaginations. Since it's spring break here, it's a good time for me to move.
I'm linking to Mosaic Monday, hosted once again by Mary of the Little Red House.