Happy Birthday to my Mother, Nell.

Yesterday was lost to jet lag, taking care of business (getting auto insurance limits changed, opening piles of mail, checking office mail at CSUF, etc.).  I did manage to see my morning people, see some of my colleagues and have walkies with the dogs.

By noon I was zombied out on lack of sleep (3 hours out of the last 36); I knew I was not safe to drive or cook when by 3pm I could not figure out how to dial the phone--really.  Willed myself awake to 8pm and slept 8 hours.

Today is jammed full of reentry errands.  I do plan to have some final reflections on this great adventure soon.
A pedicure, massage and visits with dearest ones will be the accomplishments of the day.
Be well.