Oodles of time

(or is it udles?) Anyway, I'm back home, and I have so much time that I actually cleaned out my closet today (litterally, not metaphorically). It's good to be back, but I miss you all galore. I do not know a psychological term for the whole phase-of-life-over-start-again-ting that Ann Kristin wrote about, but I'll look into it. So how is everything back in Aberdeen?