I’m not really sure.
I am not completely here. I mean, I’m here in my office (I still *love* my office, although the walls are still bare because I am afraid to commit to anything as far as a decoration goes, but I still love love love my office) but I’m not exactly here in my mind.
I don’t really understand why or how or the logistics of it, but it took us 18 hours to get home from the Dominican Republic yesterday. Or today. I don’t know. We walked in our door at 2:15am today. Seriously. EIGHTEEN HOURS. I could have gone to Italy almost two times in that amount of time. I do not get it. Time Travel. Huh.
But whatever. We are home safe and sound and I am thankful to God for that and for the trip that Steve and I had together. It was wonderful! But, of course, there is no place like home and having Miss Murphie cozied up next to me.
Here’s a quick –I’ll try not to bore you– recap of my trip in a Five for Friday, Five for Fraturday, Five for Frunday, I’m Just Making This Up sort of way.
Hmm. Shoulder Shrug.