It's day four of what feels like captivity.
Boredom is my torture of choice. Watching grass grow is not what it's cracked up to be, y'all.
I miss my husband, my older kiddos and yes, even my cluttered house. My little ones are on the brink of meltdown and I fear it's because frankly, they miss their daddy. That and they just need the familiarity of their own home.
Me too.
I miss my bed and Hope's crib. She and Sis are sleeping with me in a queen size bed. Oh wait, did I say sleeping? It's me tossing and turning and them sleeping in a queen size bed. I'm not sleeping.
Did I mention the sun comes up here at 5 AM!!!
On the bright side, I've had 3 glasses of cornbread and buttermilk. Alright, that's not a bright side, but for some reason I thought you should know.
I can't believe it, but I do believe I'm homesick.
Dorothy had it right...
There's no place like home.
3 comments:
Hey, I like it getting light early, because then when I get up it won't be so dark :)
Good to know you miss home, otherwise it wouldn't be a home, would it??
Enjoy that wonderful cornbread!!
Okay...so please hurry home! I'm having a crisis and I need to talk to you!!!! I NEED you home girl!!! :)
I will be so glad to have you home!!!
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