tbutler | Cat Pictures

Yes, I went there.

No, this is not some sort of 'giving in to the Dark Side' thing. I just live in a place where the normal lighting's too dim to get good pictures of primarily black cats. ^^;; My father/stepmother's place, however, has no such limitations...

This has, frankly, been a very long week. From home in Kansas City to Dad's in Des Moines to Sis in Bloomington, IL to Nashville (with a stop in Indianapolis along the way to drop off something at a friend's) and back home tonight. I was glad to see everyone and the visits were good, but it's taken a lot out of me. Monday night was the worst; got stuck for 3 1/2 hours in the southern tip of Indiana behind an overturned semi-trailer truck, and then had to drive through sometimes heavy rain all the way across Kentucky and down through Nashville, finally getting there about 2 in the morning. In a classic example of the perversity principle, the traffic finally decided to start moving in the middle of a call from Dad; he was letting me know my grandmother had passed away that morning. (Emotionally, I'm fairly calm about it; she's been steadily losing her memories and her mind over the last couple of years, and I've come to terms with that; the impression I got is that by the end, there really wasn't anybody 'home'.)

That also highlighted how strange travel and communications have become over the last decade; I could be stuck on a rural interstate for hours, unable to move - and yet still be in touch with everybody, even reading email and browsing the web on my cell-enabled tablet.

(To top off the personal weirdness, got a text from my boss as I was pulling into my first refueling stop out of Nashville, wanting to know when I was scheduled to be back at the office. Apparently the company accountant had to go to the hospital for emergency gall bladder surgery, and I'm the only other one who knows how to push invoices to QuickBooks.)

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