There's No Place Like Home

I'm writing this post from my phone while I count down the minutes until our flight leaves from California. It has been a great trip in many ways, but 2 weeks with family, when you don't quite have your own space for anything is just... way too long. And that's my own fault. 

This is my first vacation since becoming unemployed and I wanted to maximize my time. Because theoretically, I have plenty of it. Part of me knew better, but I threw caution to the wind and hit "purchase" on the tickets that would eventually leave me missing my husband, my dog, my own bed, and MY SANITY.

We're leaving tomorrow, and while I'm happy to have had the expierience, I'm also happy to be going home.