Saturday night I arrived home just functional enough to pilot my vehicle from the airport to my house, eat something, and fall asleep. Sunday was recovery/laundry/email/cleanliness. And this morning Partner drove off, leaving me to entertain the cat for three weeks.
I actually found that it was easier to say goodbye having been gone than it usually is when we've been living a more normal life schedule...so maybe this "consecutive travel" thing isn't so bad after all.
Field work was productive, and it was nice to head home just as I was getting tired of the food/early mornings/lack of regular showers. Now my schedule is insane, but at least I can eat WHATEVER I WANT for dinner.
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