There’s no place like home

Day-um, it’s good to be home. We left Iowa at 5:30 this morning and got back home at 5:30 tonight. With gaining an hour, ’twas a 13 hour trip, the fastest we’ve ever made that drive since having kids. Having the “boy cave” in the very back of the MomVan and me driving 85 through Nebraska did wonders for getting us home quickly.

And tonight I get to sleep in my own bed. My own, long enough for my legs, hello-lover-electric-blanket, soft bed. Firm, yet yielding, like a good lover. The mere thought makes me gasp with delight and anticipation.

I want nothing more tonight.

Giggity.

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4 Responses

  1. Sweet dreams.

    Nothing better than your own bed.

    And your own bathroom comes a very very close second…

  2. ahhhhhh, sweet relief.

  3. That’s the worst part about traveling, leaving your own bed behind. I think I could live anywhere if I could take my bed with me!

    Glad you’re back on your own turf!

  4. Yay you!!!

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