It is so good to be home, to be my mother's son.
I get up at 4 AM every day, and mom gets up around 5. Every morning, she makes the coffee, and toasts, and we enjoy a conversation over coffee and toasts. Around noon, she force me to eat lunch, and demands I bring her all my dirty cloth for her to wash.
Today, I have a dinner date with my friends. She made coffee and toast at 4 and make it eat it so I won't be too hungry waiting for dinner at 7. It feels so great to be pampered.
I spend most of the day reading and sleeping. I actually attended a work conference call this morning. Over Skype, the voice was a bit choppy, but good enough. I caught up on all my work e-mails, but was careful not to answer everyone, because I want to remain "out of office", and not allow a flood of requests to come in while I am on vacation. I only replied to Joe, who is my friend at work. He needs help at work, so I will go in next Tuesday to help out.
(..tbc .)
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