Welcome Back to the World

You would think that returning home after being away for six weeks would be a relief in some way, that it would be relaxing. Quite the contrary. There is a stack of mail a mile high, the lawn is about a foot long, plants are dead or dying, I am fighting major jet lag, I have to worry about finding a job, I have to worry about getting medical insurance, and there is little to no food in frig. Aaaah, how relaxing. So much for kickin' it for a couple of days.

Does it sound like I am complaining? I am. A little bit. But, it is so strange having to worry about life, and having to know what day of the week it is. What day is it by the way?