Vacation was great. The weather was dismal, cold and rainy. The drive was long and I was weak, dizzy and nauseous at the end of each driving day. My parents make me crazy. I didn't do half the things I wanted to do.
I miss it. Oh, how I miss it.
My promise to myself is that if I really, REALLY feel like I want to move back for one, full consecutive year, then I'll do it. To clarify, not feel that I want to move back for a year. But that I have to have that need, that all-consuming desperate yearning to be back on home soil, for a full cycle of seasons (ahem, winter). We'll see what happens.
There are lots of funny stories to tell and lots of great pics to share. But alas, work intervenes. And the last thing I want to do in the evenings is internet, despite my love and adoration for my multitude of adoring fans. So you'll have to wait a little bit longer.
Hope everyone is enjoying the blazing summer. I'm daydreaming of nights that are cool and lakes that are icy, but enjoying spraygrounds and bathwater-warm swims and a very stubborn 2-year old.
2 comments:
I am exactly the same way--I love blogging, Facebook and good ol' email BUT hate taking the time during my short, short evenings...
I think it's smart to give yourself the "one year" test. I moved back home when the babe came, and it was the best decision for me, even if I get homesick for where I used to live sometimes.
Can't wait to see pics when you feel like sharing - I haven't felt like interneting either lately.
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