There is absolutely NOTHING like being home. I love it. I love to travel, but I love to come home to my own bed. I had been gone for 22 days and slept in five different beds and unpacked and repacked 6 different times. I could not wait to get in my own bed last night. I know hubby is used to this and I do think it would be easier if it weren't also two little boys to pack and repack over and over and have them sleeping in "strange" places!
After 12 and a half hours in the car yesterday we pulled into our town around 5:45 and headed straight to the grocery store! Fun! I knew there would be nothing at home for dinner or breakfast so a quick trip had to be made.
I woke up this morning and was startled not knowing where I was! Last night when Big Boy got into bed he smiled and said I love my bed! He has missed his bed too!
I arrived home last night to one of the worst things in the world and I will blog about it when I am recovered and won't have the strong desire to curse the whole time I writing about it and reliving it..... stay tuned!
3 comments:
Definitely wait until you can laugh about it!!
Glad you guys are back. I'm looking forward to hanging with you girls this weekend!!
That is a long time to be away from home. Such suspense...I am really wondering what you came home to. :o)
the suspense is killing me.
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