The first few days home were a bit...I don't know. I had to go to Walmart my first night back and it was too bright, crowded, and loud. I did not want to be around people overly much. Everytime I ventured into town, I ran into cops who all asked the same thing: "When are you coming back?" I went to a barbecue at a buddy's house and had a few beers, splashed in the pool a bit. It was nice and I caught up on a lot of the department gossip.
I flew out to see Connie, spent a few (far too few) days with her, then flew to Vegas for a reunion with guys from my first Reserve unit, then back home where I started the VA process for some health issues I have been putting off too long. So far, things have been moving along pretty well. Some of the appointments are a little farther out than I would prefer, but I guess I can't complain too much.
What else...I caught up on the last season of Lost, which I still don't know what the hell happened. I just had a birthday, so I'm another year better. Connie got me all six season of Lost on DVD, so I can go back and puzzle everything out. Went to Austin and saw Drive By Trucker's at Stubb's, went to Luckenbach and saw Stephanie Urbina Jones, uh...that's about it, I guess.
I'm back visiting Connie for the rest of October, trying to work some quality time in around the demands of her job. So I'm hanging the 'Do Not Disturb' sign out on Texas Music, and I'll see ya when I see ya.