I’m in my office! The one in Seattle, in our house! The office with the green couch and the bowling pin and book books books. Joy.
I woke up at 7:30 this morning, which is about right considering my natural wake-up time is around 10:00. I slept in until the PDT equivalent — I’ve been running short on sleep lately. The apartment in DC was uncomfortably hot for the last few days, and between goodbyes and welcome backs there have been late nights.
Speaking of etc., when I got home last night (minus two pieces of luggage — apparently you can take the girl out of DC, but not her business casual wardrobe) Shelley unveiled champagne and two gorgeous trays of oysters on ice. Maybe it was the Pacific Northwest seafood deprivation, but I don’t think I’ve ever had oysters that good. Yay, Shelley!
Then the Best Neighbors Ever came by for honey pepper vodka, and the catching up commenced. All is right in our little corner of the world.
Okay, back to work. I have a book to finish.