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 Turns out that for the remainder of the trip I was being, rather than watching myself be.  It was a good trip.  Powerful in good and bad ways.  I learned that I'm capable of chatting with strangers but not obsessing about what they think of me.  I learned that I still enjoy walking by myself in zoos.  I learned that I'm fully capable of being curious rather than argumentative.

I enjoyed reporting on the trip on Facebook...sharing pictures.  I hope to present a report on the Passionspiel to my church during the adult forum sometime in the fall.  

"And what of old Mary Jane?" you ask.  Well, I spent a bit too much time with her this weekend as I plowed through the first two seasons of Succession.  It seems that I watched the first two episodes of the third season on the plane to Denver, rather than the first two episodes of the first season. 

I couldn't leave the house yesterday, July 4th.  A friend from Portland came to visit briefly, to see what I've done with the house.  But after that, I just settled in to watch the new HBO masterpiece.  I couldn't look much at Facebook because it was all July 4th and I just couldn't deal with Birdy and Will not being here for the pet parade.  So I went elsewhere, doing none of the work that I really needed to do -- oh, except getting up at 6:00 am to cut up boxes to put in the recycling.  I fell asleep on my wonderful new sofa at 6:30 last night as I watched the last episode of season 2...I woke at 9:30, went downstairs and finished watching the episode which led up to the ones I watched on the plane.  Then to sleep, still on my single bed downstairs.  That will change this week.

My allergies have returned big time.  Welcome home.

I went out to the NWX market with friend Stacey on Saturday and got a few things.  I intend to pull myself out of my slough of despond and get back to work on the house today.  My bedroom chest and side table is being delivered after 9 am. this morning.