I pulled into Philly around 5:30 this evening and struggled the five blocks from 30th Street Station to home, with my nearly 70 pound suitcase in tow. I probably should have made my life easier and taken a cab, but for some reason, I don’t always make the simpler choices.

It’s nice to be home although I am totally and completely exhausted. So tired, in fact, that I am about to succumb to sleep at 8 pm, a normally unheard of bedtime for me.  More tomorrow.