#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller

In Transit

I will be in transit today–here to the airport, airport to Seattle, Seattle to Spokane–a journey with a stopover. I’m sorry to leave my daughter and soon son-in-law; due to distance and our separate schedules, it’s harder and harder to get together. (Ditto with friends, far-flung these days.) I’m equally glad to go home, though. I feel renewed and ready to really roll, with the writing and my plan for a Fit Linda in 2010. :)

I must have been a lot more tired than I thought I was. I forgot a few strategic things when I packed for the trip, for example. I’ve napped every day–yesterday was basically one looooong nap, although we went out to dinner at our favorite Santa Monica restaurant, The Galley around 8 in the evening. The clams there are delicious and the atmosphere is so cheerful, festooned with strands of colored lights, year around. It has become a tradition to go there when I visit.

Except for a trip to Pearl to check out art supplies and a foray to the Promenade on Christmas Eve morning (principally for those items I forgot to pack), we have kept the shopping to a minimum. Decided just to be lazy and spend as much quiet, together time as possible.

All in all, the trip has been a wonder and a joy.

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