Then we drove, and ferried, and drove some more. OK, we did pause for a delicious lunch at El Cazador in Burlington - I had threatened the driver with physical harm if he didn't stop and feed me. And then we kept on driving while it rained, and rained, and rained.
The flower-filled pumpkin was waiting for me on the front porch, a UPS delivery that really said "Welcome home." (Thanks, Mom!) Today the sun is shining, the car is unloaded and most of the stuff has been stowed where it belongs. It is good to be home again.
(Small giggle to self over tonight's Halloween math: subtract a very small number of trick or treaters from one bag of Snickers and what's left? Answer: too many tiny candy bars for the freezer and/or me! OMG, how I love frozen Snickers.)