Back in the US

Well, here I am in lovely Newark Airport, waiting for my connecting flight to home and kitties. Some of my friends in Edinburgh shared a nice couple of drinks and dinner with me, and the kindly Antiquarian ferried pisica home and me to my hotel.

I had a lovely holiday, which I'm now mourning (I've gotten through denial, anger, and depression and am somewhere between bargainingmand acceptance :-). I did a load of laundry in Kirkwall, so at least I don't have that chore when I get in. Time to scan my jammed mailbox, I suppose.