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Nov 14, 2003

Back Stateside

Yep, really back. And big thanks to the Rev for posting in the blog when the system at easyeverything decided it didn't feel like working with me.

Arrived home Wednesday afternoon to smooches and hugs from The Boyfriend. This was followed with the ritual Giving of Souvenirs and Spreading of Dirty Clothes Around the Living Room. (Oh man, is there cleaning to do this weekend.) Bliss ever since, mostly. Obviously, it's a delight to be back with The Boyfriend. But I'm currently in my post-trip funk. This mainly involves wondering where the heck my trip went after all that planning, wishing that work would magically tranform into another restaurant or gift shop, and staring longingly at the world map. You think I'm joking, but by 10:15 yesterday I was gazing at it, thinking, "Tierra del Fuego...wonder what that would be like..." On the El ride home, the woman across from me had a guidebook to Prague, and it was all I could do not to buttonhole her with, "Are you going? Because I just got back from London yesterday. Blah blah blah..." The newly returned traveler is a sad sight.

Speaking of...after landing in Chicago I had the fortune to run into one of those people who is just looking for someone to talk to (you know the kind I mean). Fortunately, she had a good story. The night before our flight, her gold filling fell out. Being logical, she put it in a baggie for her dentist to examine once she got home. However, Heathrow security took one look at the filling--which had a piece of tooth attached--said, "No way is that going on the plane," and confiscated it. Their reasoning: It could be a detonator for a bomb or something. I swear I am not making this up. When they say, "No sharp metal objects in your hand luggage," they mean it.

Now, about that laundry...

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Post holiday blues - I feel these coming on as well!

I was OK on Thursday, the day after I got back. Got to pass out souvenirs and coast on my just-back-from-vacation vibe. Friday, though, I woke up sour and stayed that way the whole day. I'm doing a lot better, much to my boyfriend's relief.

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