Moving from one computer to another is a real pain in the ass. I do not want to take the time required to sit in this chair and figure out how all the new stuff works, so I must be patient. It's not my strong suit.

We've had a lovely holiday season. Although I'm still working here at my desk, with Emil at home from school it feels like I've had a holiday too. Scott's been around quite a bit as well.

Last night I dreamed that I woke up in the morning to find he had not come home the night before, and I could not find him or anyone who knew where he might be. I made numerous phone calls and by the time all obvious avenues had been exhausted I was so upset that I woke up for real and could not get back to sleep. What the heck, might as well get out of bed, come upstairs and have a look at him! And sure enough, he was fiddling with the new and old computers and the external hard drive we bought.

I hugged him in the kitchen before taking my hot black coffee to the loveseat in the office and wrapping up well in the not-the-warm-bed chill. It took me a while to settle down, as if I'd really been worried he'd not be found.

Scott seemed to get a bit of a kick out of that.