I’m back from San Diego. I had a couple of nice pre-dawn runs along the harbor (wearing shorts!), but otherwise was too busy to do any writing or work on the revisions to Meet the Larssons. The only time I had available was on the flight home, but I was just too tired. I worked for the first couple of hours, then fell asleep.
I’m delighted to be home — because of the time difference and the intensive work we were doing, I barely got to talk to the Siren, and was not able to break out to call before the kids went to sleep, which always makes me sad. They were in bed but still awake when I got home, though, so I was able to talk to them for a couple of minutes.
It was close to 80 in San Diego when I left, and 13 in Chicago when I landed. I’ve had Led Zepplin’s “Immigrant Song” running through my head all evening, which fits neatly with Unfocused Girl’s interest in Norse mythology.
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
She’s also developing an interest in Greek myths. When I got home, I saw the new comic book she’s been drawing: “Athena and Her Pals.”