So, we are now home from vacation. And rather exhausted. Good flights, but long. And two layovers, both of which involved carting our carry-ons from one concourse to another. The pad on the shoulder strap of one of them seems to have made dark stains on the shoulder of my white shirt.
And 2223 email messages to download. Luckily not to read; most of them are spam and will go away without my seeing them, and I read nearly all of the rest on another computer already (except for vast piles of mailing-list stuff that I will merely skim, at some point).
exhausted