Support Group Time: What was the first thought in your head this morning?
Mine was: where am I?
I awoke, really confused.
Eyes closed, I puzzled.
No electric cooler running near a guest bathroom.
No sound of my Kid or Hubby snoring.
No ice machine dispensing to another hotel guest.
No traffic to speak of.
Then one of my roosters let out a little test crow, then went back to sleep. The wind buffeted the house as it whistled on by.
Ah, home. A grin slowly spread from the corner of my mouth, to my entire face, and my body joined in. HOME!
Away from neurotic family peoples. Away from pressure to remain the insecure quiet child. Away from crying jags. And back with my animals (ah, there's the itch in my throat, yep, I'm with my animals; need an allergy pill!). Back with my stuff, my soft quilt-covered bed, my crockpot, my home.
I opened one eye. Dark. Barely the red light across the room showing 1:46 a.m. That early? Yeah, that's about right. My hypopnia (can't stay asleep) has kicked in, despite the heavy duty sleeping pill I took only 3 hours ago. That's ok.
Popped another allergy pill and started typing this posting. Waiting for that little pink pill to kick in so I can go back to sleep. I'll get up later and start unpacking. Lots of laundry. Dishes. Cleaning. Muck out the goat and chicken pens. Two goats to go bring back home. Gotta pay the people who took care of home, animals and plants. Lots of hugs to dole out. Lots of thinking and writing to do.
But I'm home.
So much joy.
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