We got home last evening, exhausted and sore (except for Lindy, who slept all the way home).
It was the first time I'd driven the entire distance from Calgary without stopping once, and I was almost as tired as my post-surgical passenger. He is recovering nicely now, after a slow start. The good news is, he is experiencing very little pain.
I'm looking forward to getting back to blogging, whenever that may be. In the meantime, the car needs to be unloaded. Dick can't help me with that, and Lindy isn't the least bit interested. All in its own good time, I guess.