And I’m Home
Yes, I’m back here at my home (an East-side Cleveland suburb). Not a very eventfull day traveling. The Mass Pike to Logan was virtually empty, and the lines at Logan were shorter than usual. It was really strange.
Slept through my first flight.
I had a layover in Newark–nice airport. Fortunately, Continental provided free magazines for the taking at the gate I deplaned at, so I was able to get copies of the New Yorker, National Review and Weekly Standard. I also walked around the concourse a bit and visited the bookstores to help pass time. Lots of interesting books on the market right now…hopefully the local library will have them available (I need something to do over winter break).
So from Newark I flew home here to Cleveland. I then had to wait ~90 minutes with my mom in the airport for my sister’s flight to arrive. After that, my mom had apparently promised my sister that they’d go straight to this one clothing store to shop (and as an aside, I hate clothes shopping). Groan. Then at long last I got back here to my house, and my room. I got to throw together dinner for myself as well…haven’t done that in a long time.
So tomorrow I’m going to my grandparents (who live out of town) for Thanksgiving Day, and I’ll be spending the night there, and I probably won’t get back home to Cleveland until Friday. Tomorrow I’ll be celebrating the day like a lot of other Americans–Football and Turkey. Yeah Tryptophan! Yeah Football! Yay for grandma’s cooking!!!
Then Friday, I hope that I won’t be dragged off shopping with my mother. I hate shopping (save for certain types of shopping), but especially on the craziest day of the year. I’m also not an earlybird (i.e. I don’t line up at stores at 6am for super sales).
Oh, and I probably forgot to mention that somehow I hurt one of my eyes today (somehow), so besides the fact that I’m in a lot of pain, it’s my good eye that I hurt so I can barely see (and yet, I’m blogging, go figure).
I need to grab some more advil I think