To be home...

Well, after 8 weeks of commuting 4 hours to Alliance, NE... I AM HOME. I have decided that nothing feels as good as your own bed and even loads of laundry look nice against the background of your kitchen. I have had a good past 8 weeks. In some ways it hasn't been nearly as hard as I thought it would be, but in other ways I have struggled with being away from home and my husband. I think that I am on a high point right now with no immediate agenda and freedom to get as much or as little done as I want. Monday will be my reality check, but until then I will bask in being home.