What an Adventure

After what seems like the longest day in history, I am finally in Connecticut. We are staying in a hotel tonight--apartment keys tomorrow! Unfortunately my day began at 2:30 am (which as most of you know is my regular bedtime) so I got approximately one hour of sleep before the alarm was buzzing. Driving up to SFO was uneventful...it's just very dark at that time of morning...but that was all fine and good. The plane ride itself was fine, minus my exhaustion and hunger levels. It felt very long but I guess anything over 3 hours feels long to me and this one was closer to 6. However the real adventure began once we had to drive from JFK to New Haven. Our GPS was...how do I put this nicely...it was special. And apparently wanted to give us a tour of the city because it ended up taking us on a nice, long, crowded, stressful, unnecessary tour of NYC and we ended up right where we started. It makes for an excellent story but at the time, it was not all that humorous. But we finally arrived at the hotel. Had dinner. And now it is 11:00 pm EST meaning 8:00 pm at home. It feels very weird being so far away from everyone and everything that is my home and my life. Part of me wants to run back to Concord and embrace that life again but sadly, even if I were to go back, that life no longer exists. And besides, no one ever got anywhere by staying in one place. And once I overcome the fear of living so far away (without a car. That might be my biggest issue), this will feel like home as well.