oh my gods am I happy to be home

...though home would be much more sweet if my elderly and rather cranky cat didn't think a good way of showing his displeasure at the people going on extended walkabout was to completely fill the bathtub and bathroom rug with cat shit.

My bed was very happy to see me, and we spent some very nice quality naptime together once the above was dealt with. It was a great week, but I am *completely* fried. Still, I can't imagine that *any* other group of people could ever be as fantastic company.