Eventually we tore ourselves away from the delights of the market (masses of interesting vegetables and fruit) and went to the cafe, where we split a cranberry muffin (low-fat, because I'm recovering from two months of indulgent travel food) and tried to work. Kevin gave up after a while -- too tired, despite his espresso -- and went off to find a fluffy fantasy novel at Borders. I stayed and managed to finish reviewing the Oregon workshop crits, preparatory to sending them off (only a week late) and read most of the Blowfish subs I had from before WorldCon. A few more great ones in there -- lots of competent ones which I will hopefully get to decline, depending on what else comes in in the next few weeks. We progress.
Lots more to do today, so off I go for lunch, followed by more work. It's so very very nice to be home.