Dogless in Waukesha

Toby was taken over to our friends' today, so it's just me and the two cats. Or in other words, just me. They're such pitifully bad friends those felines. Dogs on the other hand worship their owners.

This will be the last post for a week or so as I'm headed to San Diego for the ESRI Users Conference. San Diego, home of the most consistent weather in the continental US. What a great place to live.

A good, though busy day today. Not much time for doing what I want (like writing). In the middle of the day I had to trek to Ewald Kia and get a new key for the van. Well, the one they gave me got stuck in the ignition and they had to have a service guy come and extricate it. This was after the sales guy and another guy tried the same thing I did. Turn harder. Pull harder. Yep did them both.

It was a frustrating end to a frustrating ordeal, but we did get a new one, with promises to get a new FOB next week.

In any case, I miss my family. It's going to be a long week in CA. Conferencing is an absolutely draining experience. Lots of walking, eating out, socializing, late nights, early mornings, more walking. Beats working, but not by much. Exhausting.

Things I miss about my family:

  • Donna's updates about what's going on this week/day/hour
  • Sarah's playful sense of humor
  • Ben's socks in my bed, under the couch, or on the kitchen table
  • Laughing with Donna over whatever
  • Sarah's elfish grin
  • Ben's shouting "Dad!" from two rooms, or floors away
  • Donna's cooking!
  • Sarah's sarcasm
  • Ben's slamming the back door to go out and play with Juanito

It's weird, but the rattle and hum of family makes this house what it is. Without them here, it's just a big empty shell. I might as well be living in a refrigerator box. Seriously. It's not a home without them, it's just a house.

Well, I've got to finish packing, so fro now I'm...

Blogging off.

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