Back in Victoria

This morning I awoke to a view out the window of a delicate fog rolling through the boughs of evergreen trees, as I am back in Victoria.

I flew over from Edmonton yesterday, which was as uneventful as could be hoped with air travel. That is, nothing bad happened while we were in the air. The flight was late getting in, we then had to wait for de-icer before taking off, and at Victoria the bridge to connect the plane to the terminal wasn't working so we had to get towed to a different one. I didn't mind any of it, though, because nothing bad happened in the air. And if de-icer is needed, then I'm happy to wait to get it. So that nothing bad happens in the air.

I might be a mildly nervous flier. I know the stats, that air travel is much safer than driving or probably even walking. I think it's just that if something does go wrong your only recourse is praying, and that powerlessness gets to me a little.

Anyway, logged into my friend's Wii U last night and found that I'd hit my weight goal over the holidays, which is good. I ate a delicious cordon (chicken filled with garlic cream cheese in the spirit of chicken cordon blue). I dropped some garlic cream cheese on the crotch of my pants, and then discovered that I'd somehow managed to leave all my other pants at home.

Sigh. I was sure I'd thrown an extra pair in first. I guess I should have double-checked.

So today I'm going to the mall to get more pants.

Still, I'm optimistic. Bacon is cooking, I'm looking forward to some exercise, and I've already had a couple of cool ideas that I now need to transform from scribbles in a notebook to scribbles in a google doc. And then there's the environment: the quality of the air, the warm temperatures, and the delicate fog rolling through the boughs of evergreen trees.