…but come back Tuesday, as I resume a normal schedule. We’ve been traveling pretty much all day today, and I’m 2 hours behind, now. I’m spending this evening working on the remaining part of my grandfather’s eulogy for the memorial tomorrow, (We’re doing it out on a beach in Pacifica, which is where my grandparents lived from 1952 until just a few years ago. It’s always been sort of a second home for me, since we spent a lot of time there while I was growing up.) and then I am hitting the sack. It’s definitely good to be back in California, though. It’s weird – it almost feels like we never left. Go fig.
