Mrs DT got back home last night. First a long bus ride to Istanbul, then the airport hassles, off to Amsterdam and layover, then a long direct flight to Seattle, customs, etc, then a flight to Boise, then the long drive home.
With a 9-hour time shift. Midnight here is 9AM there.
Her garden is her baby – she had to check.
Just light enough out for her to begin pointing out the differences between plants and weeds in the garden.
“Yes dear, but I kept everything alive.“
That pretty much pushes the limits of my gardening ability.
She tells me she’s exhausted – who wouldn’t be after a bit over 24 hours of travel?
An hour or so just kicking back, shaking travel jitters off.
Then to bed.
About 2AM (remember when that used to be almost bedtime?). I forget she’s home – lights are on.
I can’t believe I was so tired myself I went to bed with the lights on.
“Oh yeah …“
Time passes. Someplace in there I closed the bedroom door and went back to sleep.
It’s getting light out – it’s past get-up time. Sun will poke up pretty soon.
Lights are on, coffee’s hot but almost gone …
It’s late Sat morning as I write this. (and it’s late evening where she just was.)
Other than a 2-hour nap, she’s not slept properly for two days but since she got home last night – just over 12 hours ago, she’s cleaned the kitchen to her standards, including re-washing the clean dishes that were out.
She’s harvested much of her garden. Tomatoes galore!
And cleared out a few hundred square feet of goatshead weeds. Pretty yellow flowers, nice-looking ground cover … I didn’t know.
She’s taken a shower, washed her clothes, put stuff away, said Hi to her cat, fixed breakfast, took care of a credit card problem, washed her car (huh?), and as I write this, she’s off to a full-scale Costco/Winco shopping trip.
When the crash comes, it’s going to come hard. Hope it doesn’t come while she’s out and about.
Probably won’t see her tomorrow.
