It is good to be home. I love spending so much time with my family and Winterson's family during the holidays, but it's hard to be living in someone else's space and always borrowing computers. (Winterson brings his own, but I don't have an internet-worthy laptop.)

It is also good to have reached the point where my home really feels like my home. We don't go home for the holidays any more. We come home from them.