cheesy, but true
nothing feels as good as coming home.
after craziness in the airport, walking around with a huge luggage cart like a homeless lady, standing in line to talk to delta for what seemed like hours, interacting with some definite crazies, cancelling my morning flight, going to my grandparent's, and getting a bus home instead, i was greeted by a sister running towards me and a family holding posters.
it was perfect.
since then, it's been hanging out with mom and the sibs, going out for ice cream with my dad, stopping by my grandparent's, running errands, getting my hair cut, and not unpacking at all.
seriously, my room is a mess.
and my mom is the laundry master.
in other news, i ordered one of those heavenly Erin Condren life planners (!), but then i got an e-mail from them this morning saying that something happened that made them lose all of the orders from the past 2 weeks and i need to order again...
really, i think it's jesus telling me i don't need to spend $60 on a planner.
anddd i'm starting to work out again.
8 minute Arms and 8 minute Buns baby.
my man's coming home [relatively] soon! gotta look good.
that's all i got for now.
i'm off to help with dinner and spend some quality time with the fam.
but just for you, here's a picture of me ready for my flight home in my crazy pants: