I feel like I am restarting after a sabbatical of sorts.  You know, a vacation followed by a short recovery from the vacation vacation and finally back to reality.  We drove all the way home on Saturday and Sunday was that 'recovery vacation', not necessarily physically, but my little grey cells were still on vacation and needed that extra day to find energy and focus.  So now, Monday morning, on this the 23rd day of October I am officially starting my 67th year.  (I figure I can do that if I want too, after all it is my birthday!)  My journal writing was a little spotty last week.  It all went so fast!  I really plan on many, many more pictures coming on Shelli's blog and her Facebook.  Right now I am still quite proud of the fact that I did not rent me a scooter (or Sheila).  The desire was there, but I 'endured' to the end of the walk, the trek and the day.  It got uncomfortable and even hurt, but we both finally made it through.  I did, however, find my push ups too uncomfortable after Vegas.  The hard floors in the condo really hurt and there wasn't enough room in our bedroom,  so I did not do them.  Sunday morning I actually finished all 58 with surprising ease and am now back into that routine.  I am, however, facing the large piles of my work 'routine' here in the office (along with birthday graffiti all over the place, thank you Kathy and Richard!).   I feel ready to launch myself into my work, and strangely into a new year or era of sorts.  The trip was a time away for recharge and refreshment and now I am ready to proceed.