We had to go down to the Medical Center (annual-ish follow-up appointment for Jason’s foot, nothing major) and then dropped Mike off at his office while Jason and I went to have lunch. When we got home, we discovered that …
MY BAG IS HERE! MY BAG IS HERE! MY BAG IS HERE!!!
Finally – my clothes, my hairdryer (wouldn’t work at Ann’s flat, so I sent it off with Mike), my curling iron, my purse, my other Birkenstocks – they are all here! Yeah!
