We stocked up at Trader Joe's on the way home, got organized and unpacked, and then devoted our afternoon to bed shopping, which turned out to be far more complicated than I thought. I had only ever bought inexpensive and unremarkable but serviceable beds, but this new bed of our is to be wonderful and last us for years and years. Beds can be $500 to thousands and thousands of dollars. It was difficult to decide, so we had some ice cream at Cold Stone Creamery and then Maya and I meditated at Yoga with Sid for the evening. Both of us felt marvelous after that.
Being back in Baltimore feels a little odd, after traveling so far away and back in such a short time and having experienced a different sort of universe these past few days. The office felt particularly odd. I had to deal with the police first thing in the morning ( a patient made up a prescription on the internet with my name on it and signed for me, so she is going to be charged, and I will be involved, since my name was forged) and the reality of complicated lives. I was happy to get to yoga for the 90 minute evening class, but once home with Maya asleep for the night, I directed my energies to unpacking boxes and organizing the living room, in preparation for our impending house guest.
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