There Is No Place like Home...Really

I was ready to come home.  I guess I am not yearning to spend my winters in warmer climates.  At least not yet!  I missed my house.  I missed my routine.  I missed my people.  I missed sleeping in my own bed.

Now granted....being in warm temps at Disney was wonderful.  My forehead was damp with sweat on Thursday, which only happens when I am hot...and I mean hot.  Not just warm.  So it was hot that day.  Not 90s hot, but hot enough that my forehead was damp.

Now granted...I am still re-living the memory of being at the pool on Wednesday or Thursday evening and the water was wonderful.  It felt like bath water.  The kids were having so much fun.  WE were having so much fun----Gary in his corner.  Me floating around on my back.  The kids yelling 'Marco' then 'Polo' with other kids they had just met chasing them around through the water.  Hilary and Blaine relaxing and enjoying their family and chatting with other parents.

Can't do that in the pool at Lortons in January!

The time at Disney was magical, really magical.  Fussing over Owen was priceless.  Seeing the kids excited about things that really interested them was so much fun.  I wouldn't trade that for anything.

But I was ready to be home.

I am happier today, right now, than I was at any point during the last week.

I just needed to be home. 

I could read at home.

I could cook meals at home.

I could sleep in my own bed.

And while we appreciate the generosity, the great location, the peacefulness, the ability to just rest and relax....

I was ready to be home.

I like our house. 

I like sleeping in our bed (and I slept for 8.5 hours last night...barely waking up to go to the bathroom.

I like having my things close by.

I missed having a cup of tea at the island.

I missed the kids.

It was SO much fun being at Disney World.

It was WONDERFUL being at the condo at Sea World and having the kids come in and jump on the bed or listen to Owen and Landon splash in the tub.

It was RELAXING to spend a few days at Tom and Gina's place south of Zolfo Springs.

But there is no place like home.

And I am glad we are back.