Monday we arrived back at JFK after a couple of weeks in Belgium. I usually don't like to post about trips until after they're over, as I operate under the assumption that thieves in the night are hovering around the chez just waiting for their chance to purloin the silver service in our absence, and letting them know in advance when I won't be guarding things like a hawk seems at best ill-advised. When we unlocked the door upon our return, not a single shrimp spoon was missing from the set, which may not prove my point, but there you are.
It will take me a while to get back to business, though, so bear with me. First, there's the jet lag, then there's the piles of things to do at the DJ, which demand first priority for one's attention. Then there's almost literally a thousand photos to sort out from the trip, and that will take some quality time; I usually edit out at least one in three if not more, plus Apple has pulled the old switcheroo away from iPhoto to...whatever—Photos? Pictures? Who knows? Who cares? Anyhow, there's that to be done, among other things. Essentially, there's all the process of returning to normal, except, of course, without the team anymore, for me it will be a new normal, as I've noticed looking at the tournament schedule I maintain, and my websites, yadda yadda yadda...bleeech.
So, continue to enjoy not being bothered having to read this blog for a while. I'll probably be back on track after the long weekend. Which I need desperately. Nothing like a nice relaxing vacation to make you want to take some—more—time off and relax.
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