Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Getting Back to a Routine

After dad died my son and I traveled to Utah (where my mother's family is from) for a second memorial service.  Since then we have had a revolving door of company.  We love company, but frankly, it's been exhausting.

My brother Paul left this morning after he very kindly drove down from Utah to help me with my math homework that is part of the whole post death thing.  And now... the house only has the regular hoodlums living in it.  Which means that I can get back to doing my own thing, whatever that may be.  It feels kind of nice.

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