Home Again, Home Again

I came in last night, and had a little fatigue-induced freak-out because I thought I lost my keys. Of course, after imposing on my neighbor, worrying my aunt and stalking Karrin and Brad's phone, I figured out that I did indeed have my keys after all. I blame 17 hours of traveling.

Now, I'm recovering successfully from jet lag - my only symptoms are getting up at 5 a.m. and feeling a bit groggy.

Thanks for following along on my trip and helping me feel connected to home!