"Home" Again

After putting 3200+ miles on the car, it feels good to know that I shan't be driving more than 20 miles a day for awhile. I'll be uploading all of my vacation pics tomorrow, but for now, I just feel like writing while I finish up the laundry. It never fails. I clean my house spotless before we leave, but somehow, the messy house gnomes have a party. I just don't understand. I also overestimated my husband's idea of a clean bathroom. Since he uses the spare, I rarely ever go in there. Tonight, though, I got a wild hair to clean all the things and had to destroy an interpretive dance session that a bacterial community was hosting in my husband's toilet bowl. I guess compared to his old frat house, the toilet was gold. Not in my book though.

I was beyond upset last night. I just didn't want to leave. Coeur d' Alene will always have a special pull on me and no matter how long I am there, it's never enough time. It will always be home. But now that we are back to home numero dos, there is really no point in dwelling on Idaho. Vacation has definitely expanded both of our waste lines and it's time for me to get back into the fitness groove. I'm putting Josh on the sneak diet and getting rid of all temptations. I've also resolved to decorate my studio, my bedroom, and the dining room as well as learn to make homemade mozzarella, pasta, and jerky. I'm doing all in my power to come up with ideas to keep me as busy as possible, and hope and pray that I can find a part time job.

Until tomorrow.