Celebrating a Year

And I arrive home, with no major delays or boarding problems w/ my 2-instruments plus carry-on. I do discover upon arrival that one of my checked suitcases is temporarily missing, but it appears at my door 10 hours later, having for some reason decided to linger longer than its companion in Washington D.C. At least it wasn’t me this time! The angel pictured is not from the Ricoleta cemetery, but merely the cupid in my backyard standing guard over a few inches of new snow. It’s cold and I’m beat, having been up for 28 hours already by time I arrive at my door, so not much of use is accomplished today. And it’s still Christmas at my house– I’d forgotten that I left everything up when I departed– so the pink artificial tree and decorated mantel add to my sense of surreality, having so recently left summer behind. Tomorrow will have to be soon enough to reconnect with my out-of-sync life, to put the finishing touches on my syllabi and get ready for the new semester. With some effort I stay up until a reasonable hour for bedtime hoping to get back on schedule soon, and then sink into my comfortable bed for the best sleep I’ve had since leaving home.