I'm Home! And my house peed on my pillow.
→[More:] Okay, not really. But I got home at midnight, and it's cool to be back... however, the house smells funny (not like pee, though... we'll get to the pee later...), so I'm burning incense, which also smells funny, but different funny. And it's so humid inside (and outside... but INSIDE... oye) I can't believe it. It's about 55 F, but the humidity is making it really miserable. So I've got the heat megacranked right now to get the chill off - and dry things up a bit before I go to sleep.
When I turned the computer on, it went totally nuts, with a flashing screen, horrible sounds and a million error messages - I have no idea what that was all about; I finally got it rebooted, and it's all normal now (she said optimistically). Then, for some reason there's ice forming on the inside top of the refrigerator part of the refrigerator, and when I opened the freezer part, the fan started making this HORRIBLE loud clanking noise, and even though I did what any good technician would do and pounded on the facing with my fist, it would persist. So, I've unplugged the fridge for now.
So I called my husband to tell him about my adventures in homecoming, and he said, "so the house peed on your pillow, huh?" referring to the time, back when we first got together and I was spending all my time with him, away from home, and my cat got fed up and peed on my pillow to let me know that
it was not okay.
Anyway, I'm drinking some nice spicy chai with coconut in it, and it's tasting gooood. The trip was fun, and my husband will be back here for Christmas in a couple of weeks, so I'm happy about that. Now if the house will just forgive me, I'll be okay.