The funeral is over and it was good, mostly due to Geoff's speaking and Cynthia's absolutely heroic efforts setting everything up. Now I want normal. I don't remember what normal is, but I want it, and in my head it's trips and copywork and getting back to Khan Academy for math and reading about science and looking up things when they connect to our lessons. And running the house with my normal inefficiency. I don't know if we'll make it, but I need it. I need regular life again.