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kjpepperIn Brooklyn. Dad is, of course, overjoyed to see me. :) The trip down was uneventful except for the fact that I promptly conked out when we left Hartford and slept all the way down to the city, and since I didn't get up like I was supposed to both my legs puffed up like whoa to the point where I had a bit of an original Little Mermaid moment when I got off the bus. Yeow. Also I think the constant swell recede swell cycle my right ankle is on is pinching the nerves on the top of my foot - it's making putting on shoes challenging.
The house is a wreck, but that's to be expected. I was originally going to work on the sunporch this weekend when I got here, but I realized this week that it wasn't a good idea, as it's still winter, plus I'm always a little funny about invading Im's space when I'm home (Im's Dad's boarder - she used to babysit Nuke's kids, and now she's looking after Dad (sorta) while she finishes up school and works in the city). I think I may start clearing out Mom's room instead, as that's probably going to end up being my base of operation here. So that's challenge #1 for tomorrow.
Challenge #2 - I've decided that tomorrow morning I'm going to get up fairly early and walk the loop of road around Prospect Park. It occured to me last time I was down here that I've not set foot in that park since I was 13. It used to be where Nuke and Roy used to go to hang out and exercise or walk their dogs, and a lot of the times I would go with them. But I haven't gone since they moved out of The House, and I've never actually been in there by myself. So I'm gonna walk the road and see how much of it I remember. It's a fairly sizeable hike all the way around - about four miles total and a fair chunk of that uphill, if I recall correctly. Made for a fabulous brakeless downhill coast almost all the way home when I was a kid though. *chuckle* and these were the days when helmets weren't mandatory either.
I just spent the last hour or so transferring pictures off my phone and cuddling with Dad's attention starved cat. I think Moonbeam will be very glad to have me around for a while, seeing as I'm the only one that's not afraid of his giant talons of doom and will pet, scritch and pick him up whenever I am home. Sweet little bruiser of a boy cat. *chuckle* Mom would have been utterly horrified about the cat being let out of the kitchen much less upstairs and curled up in bed with me. I don't know, I kinda needed the company and the rumblebox purring that came with it.
Yeah... I could probably deal with living here for a while. I think the House and I have finally reached some sort of accord.... and besides... this massive cleanup job really aint going to do itself. grinninfoole made the point that if I truly felt like the Valley was home, leaving for a few months wasn't going to change that, and barring Vermont Yankee melting down, it will still be very much here when I come back.
Sleep time now I think.
The house is a wreck, but that's to be expected. I was originally going to work on the sunporch this weekend when I got here, but I realized this week that it wasn't a good idea, as it's still winter, plus I'm always a little funny about invading Im's space when I'm home (Im's Dad's boarder - she used to babysit Nuke's kids, and now she's looking after Dad (sorta) while she finishes up school and works in the city). I think I may start clearing out Mom's room instead, as that's probably going to end up being my base of operation here. So that's challenge #1 for tomorrow.
Challenge #2 - I've decided that tomorrow morning I'm going to get up fairly early and walk the loop of road around Prospect Park. It occured to me last time I was down here that I've not set foot in that park since I was 13. It used to be where Nuke and Roy used to go to hang out and exercise or walk their dogs, and a lot of the times I would go with them. But I haven't gone since they moved out of The House, and I've never actually been in there by myself. So I'm gonna walk the road and see how much of it I remember. It's a fairly sizeable hike all the way around - about four miles total and a fair chunk of that uphill, if I recall correctly. Made for a fabulous brakeless downhill coast almost all the way home when I was a kid though. *chuckle* and these were the days when helmets weren't mandatory either.
I just spent the last hour or so transferring pictures off my phone and cuddling with Dad's attention starved cat. I think Moonbeam will be very glad to have me around for a while, seeing as I'm the only one that's not afraid of his giant talons of doom and will pet, scritch and pick him up whenever I am home. Sweet little bruiser of a boy cat. *chuckle* Mom would have been utterly horrified about the cat being let out of the kitchen much less upstairs and curled up in bed with me. I don't know, I kinda needed the company and the rumblebox purring that came with it.
Yeah... I could probably deal with living here for a while. I think the House and I have finally reached some sort of accord.... and besides... this massive cleanup job really aint going to do itself. grinninfoole made the point that if I truly felt like the Valley was home, leaving for a few months wasn't going to change that, and barring Vermont Yankee melting down, it will still be very much here when I come back.
Sleep time now I think.
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