Mission is accomplished...

... when the last person is home and safe. As is sarahh, whose plane was late -- she arrived home after midnight, more than 24 hours later than when she began in Madrid this morning. I periodically dozed on the couch after S&P until Sarah made it back there...

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Feh. I'm awash in a sea of fear, envy, jealousy and other negative emotions this morning. No hugs, either. Not to mention a sense of foreboding that most of my social and relationship life is a card-house with flimsy foundations... or that I'm just postponing the inevitable in a couple of places.

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Happy birthday, cjsmith!