Coming Home

Just as I predicted, the trip home was less than fun and I was so happy to get out of that car after almost 4 days of being stuck in there with him.  A lot of complaining, a huge fight in the middle of the Ozarks that almost led to me leaving him there to find his own way home, etc. Not a trip I would want to repeat for sure. But here are a few pics:

In Arizona somewhere:

Albuquerque, NM:

 

Oklahoma:

Memphis, TN:

 I was so glad to see this sign finally, even if we had driven all night and it was 5:30 in the morning! :

 

And then CaliGirl and Bob-the-Bulldog finally got to meet and became friends:

 

I knew I was home for sure though when I picked up Sean Michael from school and:

 

Yeah.





I took Tuesday and Wednesday off to rest up and went to work on Thursday where a lot of people seemed happy to see me and welcomed me back, some even with hugs. That was pretty nice.

Because a snow storm was about to hit on Friday, (though usually I never believe it until I actually see snow coming down), the commissary was crazy busy, like people thinking we are going to be snowed in for a month or something. Hector only went because we actually just truly needed groceries, but he took pictures of the shelves:

Then yesterday we really did  get a blizzard so no work (yay!) and which has continued to today, with lots and lots of snow.  I don't mind all the snow unless our electricity goes out which so far has not, thank God. 

 

With that much snow poor Bob doesn't know where to go to use the potty. We had to dig out a space for him in front of the garage so that we just have to open the garage doors and he can go out on his leash. Fun fun.

 

Am I glad to be home? Yes and no.  I miss California and my mom's house and my mom, but on the other hand I have been finally able to get some sleep here too.  I suppose once I get back into the daily routine, things will return to normal and I won't feel as restless. Here's hoping anyway.