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So, I'm home and unpacked.
For students of feline behavior, I can report that I was not in the least snubbed. Scrabble, in fact, ran to me the moment I came in, declaiming loudly. I believe the gist was something on the order of, "I had to run this entire establishment by myself for a whole month! You take over now!"
Mozart and Socks were more low-key, but have conspired to keep me pinned down most of the day.
What part of the day was not taken up with various Triumphant Return activities was taken up with bill-paying and the sorting through of paperwork. Yanno? I just did a whole month where the only thing my brain had to think about was. . .story, and characters, and what-happens-next; which is apparently my comfort zone. Arithmetic hurts.
Actually, I used to contend that arithmetic hurt when I was a kid. Nobody believed me, of course, but I may actually have been telling the truth.
Anyhow -- home, and settling in.
Just in case you were worried.
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Date: 2012-10-04 11:37 pm (UTC)triumphant return
Date: 2012-10-05 05:05 am (UTC)And hurting your head with math. Does it seem like you never left?
The Author Takes over
Date: 2012-10-05 06:36 am (UTC)on the subject of cat snubbing
Date: 2012-10-05 02:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-06 02:02 am (UTC)It's not arithmetic that hurts me ....
Date: 2012-10-06 04:57 am (UTC)I do love calculators.
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Re: It's not arithmetic that hurts me ....
Date: 2012-10-06 09:30 pm (UTC)Maine State Library
Date: 2012-10-07 06:38 am (UTC)Re: Maine State Library
Date: 2012-10-07 02:18 pm (UTC)I'm pretty sure at least some of Martha Ballard's diaries have also been republished, because I read one volume. I'm not certain that I own that one.
In any case, you ought to be able to find them used.
The Maine State Library is awesome.
Re: Maine State Library
Date: 2012-10-07 09:36 pm (UTC)The other book -- the primitive novel -- I don't find on the shelf, and for the life of me I can't remember the title, or much about it, saving how wooden was the prose...Oh. And that the midwife froze to death because she was crossing the river after the ice had rotted, coming home from a call -- possibly one in which she performed an abortion. I'm not certain of the last point, but that was the kind of book it was.