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D-man and I have enjoyed our last two days at home. We were able to pack up the townhome on Saturday night so we could stay at home.  

We ate Runza that we picked up in our way back from Fort Collins. D-man pointed out that the last time we had Runza was the last time he had stayed at the house. So, probably appropriate that we ate it on our return home. 

We did about 15 loads of laundry, got some other chores done and watched Olympics all day. It was a really relaxing day and we it was really, really good to be home (more than I thought). We also didn’t have to cook and we had some really good meals. It is one less thing to worry about. 

D-man had class at Front Range today so he had to get up, but was able to lounge around and watch Olympics while I worked. I was able to take a lunch break with him which was a nice treat. 

I also took a walk around the block at the end of the day. It’s a bit surreal to be in our home and seeing “normal” in all direction and just around the corner is utter destruction. It is certainly a reminder of the long road back for so many. 

The picture D-man sent me on our drive home Saturday night 

The cual-de-sac around the corner 

More of the cul-de-sac