I tossed and turned and ached and cried --albeit silently-- and when I finally fell asleep, I dreamed of the strangest places, the strangest people, and I woke up still tired, and utterly confused...
But I woke up at a decent time, at least, so it's not all bad.
I'll be driving home today, haven't decided which route to take, but I've got enough music to last me the whole way, so I'm confident I won't go crazy, at least.
And then, yay, hooray, I have an entire car to unload, and at least two loads of laundry to do...
But I'll be home, which will be a relief, and I'll see my sisters and Mom and Dad...
And then I've got plans the next few days, so I'll be busy even before I go back to work.
I'm not sure if I'm happy about that or not.
Pray for a safe trip, I guess...
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