Back in the saddle

Back in Seattle, anyway.
Well. It kind of rhymes.

Yesterday, it took me almost thirteen hours to get from the eastern time zone back to the West Coast, which sucked. A flight was cancelled, a connection was missed; a flight was rebooked, and the rebooking was awkward. It's not a very interesting story.

Anyway. Today I'm wearing my jet lag like a cast-iron coat - but I can't just sack out on the couch and call it a weekend. Revisions on Inexplicables must wrap up by the end of the month (if not sooner), and I am about to be handed a fat stack of (unrelated) paperwork that can't wait. Never mind all the stuff that piled up while I was gone.

No rest for the wicked, etc.

But since it's been so long since last I posted, I wanted to reassure the world that I'm alive, and home, and quite glad to see that this whole 2012 thing is starting off so well. Potentially.

This first week has been a doozy, but things are looking bright and I'm feeling good. Let's hope this sets the tone for the for the year, eh?