We're in Nebraska, spending time with the full extent of my US in-laws. Everyone's here - a guarantee that I'm going to be tense and nervous and kind of twitchy.
One important thing I've learned about myself: cleaning and cooking really are where I'm most comfortable. If my nerves start to overwhelm me, all I really need is to find a kitchen to clean or a meal to cook, even if it's in someone else's house.
Andrew and his brother brought back some pheasant they'd shot. Once I set in to de-boning them and making a meal, I think I actually managed to take my first deep breath of this whole trip.
Good to know I've found my place in life. Glamorous, isn't it?