Home sweet Georgia...

I can't even describe how much better it feels to be home. Georgia never looked so good...

The trip home was in step with the rest of the 'vacation,' car troubles and a normally wonderfully quiet kitty who would. not. shut. up. while we were trying to sleep in who-knows-where Virginia last night. But we're finally home and I honestly feel like a weight has been lifted. Nothing's changed; Ranger Man is still leaving very soon and our apartment is a mess and all the problems I had yesterday I still have today, but today I am home. I can deal with things my own way and in my own time.

I have an essay to write tonight so I can edit tomorrow and submit by midnight Island time, but other than that I am enjoying being in my own home with my own little family.

And to be honest- Of all the states we drove through- Georgia was the greenest and the prettiest, who woulda thunk? I guess home really is where the Army sends us...