27th November 2017
Landed at Heathrow at eleven thirty, and my bag was one of the first on the carousel. This as a great relief as there was such a short time between me landing from Grand Rapids and transferring to the London flight, all credit to American Airlines. At least I won’t need to smack the baggage girl at GR who promised me that the bag would be transferred okay.
I was due to be collected by my son Damian, who, as normal was a little delayed. I expected to be reunited with my car, which he looked after , (and used) whilst I was away. Instead I had to babysit my Grandson for a couple of hours. I then had to drive to my sister’s house in Barrington, ( one and a half hours away) so I was pretty wrecked at the end of the day.
Kelli did send me a picture of the furniture piece that we had sold yesterday. Sure enough it became a dog kennel.
As I lay in bed, reflecting on the last three months, and thinking of the work I have ahead of me, I already started to miss the craziness, the work, the fabulous food, and Kelli, and wishing I was still there.
Another Lifetime to go 