Home again

July 8th

We just left Glitter City, at least thats what I call it. Funny how Las Vegas looks so different during the day time. Just a bunch of tall buildings in the middle of middle America rows and blocks of track homes. I'm sure there are some fancy places mixed in there, but from the air during the day it's just a cacaphony of little boxes spread over the desert floor up to the edge of the mountiains.

I've been on planes for way too many hours since yesterday morning and still don't know what time zone my body is using. I was wide awake at 2am (which would have been 8am for me) and now I'm working my way west to another 2 hours earlier. This will take a few days to readjust.

Hopefully by the time I head out for Sacramento on Friday morning I'll be in better shape. If not, scrapbooking is going to be a very long night.

Fist things first. I need to get out of my jeans and into some fresh, clean clothes. Not sure where I'll be doing laundry, but I do nee to visit the menace and see that she is okay. Possibly missing me. It would be a better thought if I was talking about a man, but Micky, my dog is my best friend, and I do miss her.

Eight hours yesterday, 3 ½ so far today ad now another hour and a quarter. It would be nice to get my feet on the ground for a while.