We made it home, but it took much longer than we expected. There were several construction projects between Dulles airport and home. We spent some time driving 10 MPH. All in, we were up for 24 hours straight. It took several days until we felt acclimated.

I was behind schedule on my fall chores, plus the car charger needed to be replaced. We should have most of the major stuff done by the end of next week. That’s a good thing, because next Friday Danita and I are going up to Mark’s. I’ll come home Saturday, Danita will stay at Mark’s to give a hand.

We tried a new place for Sunday breakfast. It’s called the Broken Egg Café. They have restaurants in 16 states, but this is the first one near us. The food was very good. The prices were high, but in line with the food. The location was very strange. They are in a brand new mixed retail / residential development. You can’t see the café from the street. Parking is about a block away. We had to walk by a construction trash dump to get there. But it’s a nice place if the weather is good.

I spent the day today cleaning the deck. This normally takes a couple of hours. I managed to bang my finger against something. It made a very small hole, but it refused to stop bleeding. Blood was on the deck. It was mucking up the pressure washer handle. Danita helped me with a band aid three times. I took a 2-hour break so it would have time to scab over. Finally we taped an absorbent pad over the leak. Through it all, it kept on bleeding. After I finished the deck, and put everything away, and checked the tire pressure for the car, and all that guy stuff, it finally slowed enough that a band aid was sufficient. I haven’t had this much fun since Plavix.

I hope this finds everybody doing well.