Coming home meant the following:
- wet newspaper on the step
- wet mail in the mailbox
- annoyed cats studiously ignoring us
- large quantities of laundry to do
- food shopping to do
- organizing for a busy week.
The third load of wash is in the washer. Fortunately, I actually did a little homework while away, so I can relax, sort of, this evening.
It's good to be home.