Survived the funeral, survived what of the estate divvying I saw, made it home in one piece. (Thanks for all the well-wishes and sympathy.) And I've had a bath, so I no longer smell like a fireplace that's had a ton of cigarette butts tossed into it, and I'm caught up on LJ, and I'm rather tired. Tennessee is entirely too long to be just one state, especially when traversed with a one-year-old who's been exposed to dogs, beer, and smoke from said fireplace for the last three days and is having a bit of an allergic reaction.
More tomorrow.
More tomorrow.
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Date: 2005-11-07 04:48 am (UTC)*hugz*
That's going to be the worst part of moving back in with the parents, for me, the smoke smell. Even if they do completely quit, the house has been steeped in smoke for almost 27 years, and it gets in my hair... ugh.
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Date: 2005-11-07 02:56 pm (UTC)I also did the travel one day to AR for a funeral from B'burg. Suckage.