Uh, yeah, just now. Or to be stiltingly accurate, 20 minutes ago, but there was bathroom and dumping dirty clothes in the laundry and calling maeyan
her I'm home.
I actually did not
get lost coming back, when the directions were reversed, the exit numbers were different, and at least one of the bypasses didn't seem to exist. (Though I did spend an extra hour or so dicking around Harrisburg trying to figure out where the hell the local pike was that would get me back onto the PA turnpike. Following my nose got me there, though, albeit a bit slower than actual directions might have.)
It just took me this long because I pulled off at a rest stop somewhere near Columbus and had a nice comfy five hour nap. Mmmm. Air conditioning. Pillow. Truck more comfortable than own bed.
Seriously considering buying new bed.
Anyway, am here. And on irc. Am on AIM. There might be a con report sometime. My house is a sty, and I'm trying to pretend it's worse than when I left, when it's not -- it's just the contrast, and the suffocating weight of actually having to do something about it, now that I'm back from the freedom of being someplace that's not home.
But I have kitties.