Going home

(Looking out at the pond from the dining room at home. December 2005. Photo by Robin)

We’re heading home tonight.

I like our new town so far and I’m sure we’re going to have lots of fun here, but there’s no place like home. Perhaps being home for a little while will cure what ails me.

At least it will give me an opportunity to do laundry without pay $3.00 a load!

Our sons, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter will be with us over the weekend. I’m very much looking forward to that. I’ll have to put the tree up tomorrow so we can enjoy an early Christmas on Saturday morning. The Exquisite Emma has learned about Santa and they want to be in their home on Christmas morning so she can have the whole Santa experience.

I took a walk to the post office this morning and finally (!) mailed out the holiday cards. I’m glad that’s over and done with for another year.

I think all of my shopping is finished. I have to take M the Younger out shopping on Thursday or Friday (ugh…a million people will be out and about doing their last minute shopping, I’m sure). He’s a student with no money to speak of so everything will end up on my credit card. It won’t be much since we decided on a small Christmas this year (and every year hereafter).

I’d better get packing.

Happy Holidays (whatever you’re celebrating)!

Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration. ~Charles Dickens