Going home

I'm in bucolic Michigan. I've returned to the old homestead to keep ye old step-dad company while my mom toddles off to England for a while.

I hadn't planned to be unemployed and living at home in my thirties, but here we are. Actually, it'll be a convenient place from which to conduct my job search, I guess. Also, I'm out of Reston for a bit, so that's pretty sweet.