Last night at 2:30am, Andreas and I made it home to Seattle.

WHEW.

While we were gone, our bathroom was being gutted and redone. We returned home to find that despite three weeks to work on it, it’s still not done. Whee! I love coming home to construction disasters.

I am weary and hungry and disoriented.

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PS: While disembarking our flight from Hawaii, Dre and I saw a 5 year old boy dancing around the galley and saying to a flight attendant, “Dude, will you sign my butt?” Funniest eavesdrop ever.