alexpgp | Back home for sure...

I slept for most of the flight from Atlanta to Albuquerque, thereby missing out - theoretically - on the experience of my complimentary first class upgrade, but I figure the more comfortable seat may have been conducive to sleeping, so I'm not complaining.

We arrived about 15 minutes early, and soon, I was in the Ford with Galina, deciding whether to stay in Albuquerque or drive home immediately. Since I had slept, and since Shiloh had been left at home, we decided to drive home last night.

The crescent moon was pointed very nearly straight down at the horizon, looking very nearly like a disembodied smile in the sky. It gradually dropped down and seemed to play hide and seek with us, as various terrain features came between it and us. When it finally disappeared for the night, the sky really came alive with stars.

Unfortunately, it wasn't the time or place to stop and admire the view. A few years ago, I recall stopping late at night along Highway 84 between Santa Fe and Clines Corners to do exactly that as Natalie and I were driving down to Houston, and it was so breathtakingly cold, it was hard to concentrate on the sky, (Indeed, I said a little prayer for the car to start back up, else between the below-freezing temperature and the lack of traffic, we'd have been in a pickle.)

We finally got home after 1 am. The water to the house was off, the result of a meter reading that suggests that somewhere between our meter and our house, we're leaking somewhere between 150,000 and 200,000 gallons of water per month. <sigh> (As if we didn't have other things to do with our money.)

It's going to be one of those hit-the-ground-running kinds of days. I can feel it.

Cheers...