...is happening to me since I've been back. I am not only going through the 'getting use to being house', and trying to readjust to the after-vacation-ness of it all. I am also feeling this all over again: What? I live in Alabama? How totally peculiar and also, rather annoying, that I should have to go through all of those feelings again! Gah!
I knew leaving my family would be hard, in fact, I almost didn't want to go to Dallas just for that reason! How silly is that?
But who on earth knew that I would have to go through all of the shock of having really, truly moved away from home again?
It probably has a lot to do with the fact that we stayed out there so long - almost a whole month - and also with the fact that I think I still haven't accepted the fact that we have actually moved out here. Yes, folks, after one year - I am still in denial!