Home again...

I'm home safe and sound. One of the effects of the trip was to leave me tired today, I think. The Foot is doing so well I can't believe it, but I must be careful not to strain it. I want to write up my adventures in Toronto - especially about seeing John Barrowman - but I'm just too tired to put one word in front of the other today.

Early this morning I went for a walk by the duck pond, and fed the ducks. A beautiful day for it.

Also made arrangements to go to work three days next week. Went shopping this morning, and bought myself a bath chair so I can return the one I rented for $30/month. Also got Beyond Basic Yoga for Dummies, which I've bought before, and given away because it's such a good DVD. And because I have a crush on Sara Ivanhoe.

Now: going to do some yoga. I feel better than I have in ages, but so tired. How does that make sense?