Back at The Asylum. Not much seems to be happening. Folks still getting Norovirus. Folks still “transitioning”. (Which is to say – dying – or doing a Celestrial Change of Address).
But, spring sprang while I was gone. That was part of the plan.
So, after attacking my inbox and settling back into the Old Bat’s Cave, I did a little research: the trip was 6,842 miles. 6,510 were by train, and 332 were by bus.
Gratitude
Grateful that we still have Amtrak. And that I am still able to go anywhere Amtrak goes.
The Norovirus part wasn’t fun. The rest of the trip was. And, I over packed. I came home with one shirt, one pair of socks and 2 pair of underdrawers that I didn’t use. And, I am glad I didn’t take my computer. That’s the lesson for the next little trip: Don’t even think about taking the computer.
Tomorrow, taxes will be tackled. Maybe even finished up and shipped off to the tax guy. Or not. I already missed his April 15 filing date. So, an extension will be needed.