We didn't arrive home until 1:30 in the morning, I was up five hours later unpacking my truck and reclaiming it as my own. My truck is my sanctuary on wheels. I have lots of space, it's the one place in my life I am meticulous about and keep neat as a pin. I don't have to share it for very long with kids or dogs, and I never let either party spend too much time in there.
I'm now battling extreme fatigue, a sore throat and eyelids that weigh five pounds each. Until tomorrow, au revoir.