Two Fridays ago, I was informed that the following Monday was to be my last day. Now I had given a two week notice that would have taken affect tomorrow. So I was going to have almost two weeks of downtime. What's a boy to do? Well, this boy decided to go home, to Indiana that is.
So last Wednesday, I hopped in the Surly Mayfly and headed to parts east of here. Living down here the Front Range cuts the drive time by close to six hours. I showed up at my folks house at six in the morning. I don't even know how long I stopped and slept.
It was a cool visit, I could have actually had a few more days and I did manage to jack my heel the first day at the Bloomington skate park. That's what I get for trying to drop into the big bowl. I also got to meet my brothers newest addition, an Italian Greyhound named Burney (Magpie named him after Mr. Burns). Got a bunch of new music. We're not going to talk about what format it's in.
I managed to make it back to Colorado Springs but the Surly Mayfly didn't. The alternator went out and I made it just east of the city. So into the shop it goes and I'm going to suck it up and get the timing belt replaced.
This was the first time in a long time that I've had someone back here waiting on me to get home. And I was ready to get back to our life here. It's been awhile since I missed someone like that. Anyway I'm glad to get back but once again I'll miss Indiana for a few days.
