The Soul Train

I read a book where the main character believed it took extra time for her soul to catch up to her when she traveled long distances by plane. I will give Neal Stephenson though it could have been William Gibson. I took that to heart when I read it. I have traveled just enough to appreciate the "I am not quite all here, yet" feeling I get when first arriving at a destination. Sometimes the transition is quick, but the longer trips seem to take just a bit longer. I think my soul must have hitch-hiked/back-packed back from Denver. Today, I finally started to feel whole again. I can only hope it enjoyed the trip.
Ma chère's brother, his wife and family and ma chère's sister, her husband and family are all up north this weekend. Despite the trip we took to Twilight last night leaving us all a bit foggy today, we worked on the cottage today for a few hours. We broke for the day around 3 due mostly to a general lack of enthusiasm. More cold weather (60-65) and rain. How's a guy supposed to get a tan?!