Back in Indiana.
Landed in Chicago, in snow. Everything's grey, and gasoline is a dollar a gallon cheaper than when we left CA. Chicago's usually stupid expensive compared to IN, but it's a bargain compared to SD.
Huge pile of packages on my kitchen counter. Brother in law was coming by the house to get mail, and tend to the critters that live here.
3 packages were addressed here, but with the wrong names. One was a neighbor's name a couple houses down, so I dropped that one off. Another was a box with the wrong name and slightly wrong address by one digit, but the box was torn open and there was nothing in it. Just a 5 sided cube with an address label. The third had the wrong name, right address, and had a $10 shipping label, but inside was just a pound of uncooked rice. Weird.