luggage retrieval tonight was ridiculous. at least the traffic folks didn't chase the waiting cars away, at almost midnight.
when we got home, Deb and Deb, Ketzl came bombing thru the kitchen and almost out the front door because the screen was open to get the suitcase in. i let him out front for a little bit and now he's in, having eaten cantaloupe and is snuggling up to me here on the loveseat with him on the polarfleece blanket. it's all good. i brushed him a lot until he ran out of patience. got out a lot of underfur. back to schedule tomorrow with me gone all day at work. Ketzl has been spoiled because Coach Deb is on vacation and has been around the house a lot. he's sitting here, doing a good job of grooming.
didn't come thru the garage. lots of laundry. i tend to wash everything to get rid of the airplane smell. that's tomorrow.
airports are still very evocative for me. i've only flown by myself a few times now. and i remember as if it were yesterday: August 18, 1999, the day that Linda arrived in San Jose for her first visit to California. she pulled a switch on me and i punched her in the arm. write me if you want to hear more of the story. the lavender shirt she wore that day is still in the closet. i remember the many trips to and from the San Jose airport over those 9 months.
these last 10 days have been really wonderful. but one thing distinguished them: i was with people all the time, every day. that was good, but makes it a trifle weird right now, when it's just me and Ketzl. gonna take some getting used to.
i think the cat is asleep now, here on the couch, so it might be a good time for me to get into bed. the alarm will be going off early so Christine and i can walk! yippee!! and Ketzl can be outside for a little bit before i leave.
