Day 241: After a whirlwind three days of visiting family, we made it home this afternoon. Of course, after a few hours of dealing with holiday drivers being complete jerks — either overly aggressive oversized pickup trucks (at one point forcing me off onto the shoulder to avoid being rear-ended), or getting boxed in behind people determined to stay five to ten MPH under the speed limit, or dealing with entitled Tesla drivers being entitled Tesla drivers, or obnoxious asses who’ve apparently disabled their mufflers so they’re as loud and backfire-y as possible while still running (seriously, how are these things even legal?) — we arrived home tired, frazzled, and cranky. A night of dumb TV and sleeping in our own bed should help, but right now we’re not exactly fit for public.