I came home from work today and immediately changed into my pj's. I made myself eat. Now it's 8:30, and I think I'll write a quick blog post and go to bed.
It was a FANTASTIC weekend. I left early Friday morning for the airport and home. Back to the Midwest for the wedding of an awesome friend. To my surprise, it didn't quite feel like coming home. I mean, it did, but it also didn't quite fit anymore. That was really a good surprise. I'm getting even more settled here than I realized. But seeing family and friends was really, really great. Playing with friends' small children was SO much fun. Who knew that jumping straight in the air could make a 1-year-old fall over laughing? Also, in the middle of the vows, it was really funny to me when the three-year-old told me (in a nice, sedate whisper) "Roar. That's a lion." Always wanted to know what a lion says, and what better timing? And, really, is there anything better than a small child sitting semi-still in your lap?
It was so great to hang out at the reception with a huge table of people that I don't get to see often enough. Great to talk to people that understand my aversion to dancing at receptions. Well, I don't really know if they understand it, but they accept me anyway. Great to collect a bunch of hugs to tide me over until I can get home again.
Sunday it was nice to go to church with my family, followed by a nice big Sunday meal. Including fudge pie, made by my dad. His crust is always really amazing, and the pie was still slightly warm, and perfect with a little ice cream on top. Then we played cards, which included a discussion (as always) of who's "biggest behind" (in last place).
It's really a weekend that you couldn't ruin. The fact that I couldn't hike this weekend did make me a little sad (I have an addiction. There. I said it.) The fact that my bank left me a message saying that they had to cancel my credit card while I was traveling and send me a new one was a little concerning, but fine. (I like my credit card for emergencies while traveling, but I survived.) Even the adventure that was last night and today was okay. Which is to say that my plane got cancelled, so I had to spend the night in a little motel and get up at 4:15, so I could make the airport shuttle by 5. Despite not making it back to my state until 7 am, I still made it to work by 10:30. Now, there is a time zone change in there that I'm trying to ignore. Because then I would have to say that I got up at 3:15 this morning. Hmm, no wonder I'm tired and I have a headache and feel a little fuzzy with the whole thinking thing.
So worth it.
P.S. When my brain was working, I had all sorts of thoughts about the Assumption. They kinda got stuck in the sludge that is currently my brain, but I hope to be able to recover them after a lot of sleep, and then maybe I can add to some of the other posts that I have seen. (I'm pretty sure that those other posts were quite good as well, at least what I could make sense of. They were well-written; my brain just doesn't do comprehension today... How do some people survive on small amounts of sleep? I'm non-functional!)
P.P.S. My apologies if this post doesn't make tons of sense. I'd proofread, but that's feeling pointless.