Mama, I'm Coming Home

Today is the day we leave CA and head back towards MN.

I am anxious to sleep in my own bed, cuddle with Mighty Cat, and play in my own dirt, and yet....

I don't wanna go.

I am going to miss Grandma J and Grandpa D so much.

Big Sprout told me the other day that she isn't sure she is ready to go home, either. She is going to miss the family she has gotten to know and love out here on the West Coast.

*sigh*

There is still so much to do. We have to clean out the truck, pack our things, stop at the store and fill our cooler (we try to save $$ by avoiding eating out while on the road) and fill the gas tank before we can leave.

It is 8am, and I am up. Everyone else in the house is sleeping, and I am up checking the maps one last time. I am fretting over forgetting something important. I am fussing over how long it will take us to make the drive.

I am trying to avoid thinking about how much I am going to miss it here.

I think, instead, I will focus on how nice it will be to drive on flat roads. I will focus on how much I have missed the familiar sounds and sights of MN. I will focus on how much I like having water everywhere. I will think about the nice, clean house I will be returning to, and seeing my folks again. I will keep busy.

And I will go home.