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Aug. 2nd, 2011 11:41 pmThis is a quick note to let you know that, not only am I safe back, but friends picked me up from the airport, and Matthew was lurking by my front door when I got in, with groceries. I don't have to shop until I am over jetlag! (I give myself three days for this recovery... during which time I shall still work, of course)
I'm about to have a hot bath (while my linen is airing) and am all ready for tomorrow's teaching. I apparently look well, despite having been on the move since 6 am Sunday. I just checked my leg (since it was time to take the final dressing off and I am finished with the various medicines) and it looks amazingly good. While twenty-off hours of plane flight is not normally good, I rather suspect it helped my leg (it got to rest).
I meant to work on the planes back, but instead I watched lots of TV. About 18 hours worth, in toto.
And so I'm home. I look at my desk and see a note "What does the shape of the universe mean for female characters?" This is quite obviously a reminder to get back to work tomorrow. I have a few days to sort out that article then a few more days to format it in MLA-approved style. This means, of course, that from tomorrow afternoon, I'm in the land of lists again.
I've decided to forgo jetlag this time round. I've told my body so, very strictly.
I'm about to have a hot bath (while my linen is airing) and am all ready for tomorrow's teaching. I apparently look well, despite having been on the move since 6 am Sunday. I just checked my leg (since it was time to take the final dressing off and I am finished with the various medicines) and it looks amazingly good. While twenty-off hours of plane flight is not normally good, I rather suspect it helped my leg (it got to rest).
I meant to work on the planes back, but instead I watched lots of TV. About 18 hours worth, in toto.
And so I'm home. I look at my desk and see a note "What does the shape of the universe mean for female characters?" This is quite obviously a reminder to get back to work tomorrow. I have a few days to sort out that article then a few more days to format it in MLA-approved style. This means, of course, that from tomorrow afternoon, I'm in the land of lists again.
I've decided to forgo jetlag this time round. I've told my body so, very strictly.