We got home safely and on schedule last night. I can't speak for Ginny and Kas, but scruloose
and I are a) worn out and b) meltingly happy to see the cats.
Claudia and Jinksy, for their part, have clearly been well taken care of in our absence, and seem glad to see us despite Jinksy having moments of skittishness. (Pretty normal for him. He's usually so chill and able to roll with things, but now and then he has a bit of a mood.) They need a thorough grooming, and the calendar says today is when we should give them their monthly flea treatment, so they won't be thrilled about those things. Poor kitties.
I haven't actually gone out and looked at the garden closely, but from the window it looks like it held up well and has grown a lot since we left.
I don't think I've ever said before that a Toronto trip was too long, but this one was (twelve days, including travel). We had a good time right to the end, but I, at least, was also badly frazzled by the end, and by the morning of the 8th (our last full day there) I was so very out of cope.
I tried not to take it out on anyone; I wish I could say I succeeded, but I've had finer moments than that morning. :/ (I had an outburst followed by a crying jag. In public. GOOD TIMES. The rest of the day was fine, other than my constant anxiety about whether my apologies had genuinely made things okay. It's extra hard when things go wonky with a friend at the end of a visit and it'll be so long
before seeing them in person again. ;_;)
In the end, we didn't see everyone we'd hoped to, but we made a pretty good go of it. Other than my tiredness and frayed nerves at the end, it was a lovely visit, and seeing the friends we were
able to meet up with was wonderful. And as a bonus, we got to hang out a few times with seascribe
, who's not Toronto-based but was planning a trip around the same time. We hadn't seen each other in person since the first time we met (also in Toronto) a few years ago, and I got to introduce her to scruloose
and to various people she hadn't met before. ^_^
And now, oh gosh, so much freelance work to do/catch up on. I have a full manga volume due on Friday (haven't even read it yet) and (a bit more than) a half volume due a week from today (read, at least).
But last night, in between unpacking and showering* and petting the cats as much as they were up for, I finally (finally, finally) started reading Down Among the Sticks and Bones
*Note on Toronto water and my hair: they don't get along, so while there I wash my hair as little as I can possibly get away with. (Fortunately, that goes well with trying to maintain my dye as long as possible.) Since my hair's trained to only need washing every four days or so anyway, I made it for a week before it truly needed
washing...and then I was pleasantly surprised by the fact that it didn't feel as bad immediately afterwards as I'd remembered! But alas, it then took only a couple of days to start feeling grungy, for which I blame the water there even though it's not rigorous science, as I was also using a different shampoo than my usual.
All of which is to say that I was really happy
to be in our own shower and washing my hair out in familiar water.