free to a good home
i finally made it home after a very daunting trip back. i must say, i really have done something horrible in a past life to deserve my traveling woes. oh what, oh what have i done to deserve this?
i will not bore you with the bitter details of another travel story because i have many. instead, i shall bore you with why i am happy to be home.
the obvious one would be thomas. so i'll start off with the sappy and get it over with. add your own ahhhs and isn't that sweets.
i get to see one of my best friend's babies!!! (add ahhs and isn't that sweets here).
my choices in shoes just quadrupled. as did my clothing options.
i have wifi. all the time. unlimited. like all the time. and, all over the house... omg!!!
i can do laundry and relax in my bed with my pillows and watch tv in english.
the cats and dog are actually excited to see me. like uberexcited. like crazy in love with me excited.
what i am not excited about...
having to drive instead of taking public transportation... mmmerrrr!
not being able to walk EVERYWHERE and see really cool things...
that i won't see my students everyday (because i do miss them. they were gems.)
that i won't get that espresso machine at the hotel breakfast. mmm. i miss you machine. maybe one day you will take my proposal of marriage seriously. mmm.

Glad your back!
Hey, that baby stole a hospital blanket. ;)
Welcome home. :)