Amsterdamnit!

So I've gone through Amsterdam again on the way back to the States. It's like being ripped between two worlds. Maybe I only feel whole when ripped apart. This morning I saw Maxwell and Zara off too school and in a few hours Alora will be picking me up at Hartsfield. Brittan, sadly, will be the only one of my children I don't see today. She's busy rocking the grad school life in Ohio. I think I learned from reading comic books that supply drops are important. Hence I'll have a car in Atlanta and whatever else I need in Nashville before heading to do some much needed work on Vaagslandhuset i Knoxville. Ironic a bit now that I named it that when we first moved in. Still, not a bad move. The amazing part is that I made it through customs, grabbed a donut, drank a beer, and bought a gift for grandma in the under 20 minutes I had to make it from gate to gate. I just want to leave it all behind and hike the Appalachian Trail next year, but that's probably not the best path so it probably won't happen. But it really should, shouldn't it? At least I pre-recorded my reading of the next chapter in A Wrinkle in Time so the kids will be able to listen to it tonight as they go to bed if Cara lets them.