Saturday, June 13, 2015

The Good, the Bad, & the Humid

Dear John,
 
I'm back home, and there's so much I want to tell you that I could be here all night. I'll try to dole it out over several days.
 
I had a good trip home except for the places where there weren't any signs telling where State Route 13 went. But that's why God made Google Maps. I drove through a very little bit of rain and light traffic. 
 
I was greeted with great enthusiasm by the cats. They've been following me around the house all night. I'm getting to bed so late because Hunter curled up in my lap and went to sleep, and I've missed him so much that I couldn't move him and wake him up.
 
The house was warm and humid when I got here, so I closed the windows and turned on the air conditioning. And I waited and waited. And I checked the thermostat. And I went downstairs and checked the power supply and breakers. Then I called NIPSCO. As has been the case lately, they won't have anybody available for a few days. But the long-range forecast isn't bad and we should be just fine. After all, I grew up in Atlanta before air conditioning and survived that. I'm glad I tried it before July got here and it was 100 outside.
 
The grass is very very very long. I will be mowing tomorrow if the storms hold off. And I have lots of laundry - normal after vacation. I picked up bread and milk on the way home and got everything unpacked and put away before I sat down. It's amazing how little hair there is on the floor. It turns out that the great majority of it comes from the dog. If I can get into a better routing of brushing him, it should help the hairy floor situation. It feels strange to be here without him. I'll be happy to pick him up over my lunch break on Monday.
 
So four-fifths of your little family is at home and doing fine. All that's missing is you and Jethro. Is there somewhere I can come and get you when I'm out picking him up on Monday? I'll come anywhere!
 
Adore you,
Joan.

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