I've been in New York City this week for meetings. Walter was supposed to attend, but with his health as iffy as it's been, I, for some stupid reason, volunteered to go instead. I'm the only one there who was able to go who was qualified, so here I am. But it's over, and I can't wait to get back to Washington for the weekend. And I get an extra two days there after this as a bonus, so I suppose it's worth it.
It looks like Isaac is getting one of his wishes, however. He was given the okay to go back to work by the doctor, and while he's spent a lot of time figuring out what to do, he's decided that he's going to do it. That means we'll be flying back and forth together each week, or at least what weeks we can both do so. He's had reservations about leaving Penny and Ramon there, along with Puppet, considering things that have happened in the past, but after long discussions, it's been decided that he's going to give it a shot. There are people in Spokane who can help out, if needs be, and Penny insists that Isaac should be allowed to do what he really wants to do, as much as she'll miss him.
So I'm sure that Isaac will continue to be unsure and worry for awhile, but I can see just how much happier he is at the prospect of getting back to work. He's missed it a great deal, and I'm very glad that he can do it. He'll be starting back there in July and taking back the mantle of leadership. That gives us plenty of time to make sure that things are settled in Spokane.
I must admit that it will be very nice to be able to see my husband regularly again. It's been rather odd and lonely without him. The house has been far too quiet.
All right, I'm going to grab a quick bite as I wait for my flight. It shouldn't be too much longer. I'm not looking forward to how long it's going to be, but at least it's going in the right direction.