Well...this is it.
Our vacation is "officially" over. Part of me wants to beam and giggle and jump up and down, while another part of me wants to throw myself on this gorgeous South Dakota ground and chant, "Hell NO! I won't go!!"
There's no stopping it tho'...this vacation must end...and we must drive the 47,000 hours it takes to get back home.
And that's not including stops.
We already know we're stopping in Wall on our way home...and with children who are just as indecisive as I, we could be there for 12 hours.
I'm blissfully exhausted...and I'm really looking forward to my curtains.
My curtains that block out this horrid butt crack of dawn sunshine. It's like it's taunting me, the sun that is, "Oh, Mama! You can't stop me with those canvas walls you are hiding in! So WAKE UP!!" And sometimes, I really wish I could flip it the bird and it would leave me alone for a few more hours.
But I can't. So, instead, I'll just look forward to the glorious black out curtains that hang from my windows at home.
Maybe, if I keep my eye on the prize, perhaps the drive home won't seem so unbelievably long. Maybe?
Wish us luck and if it's your thing...we'd love some "get them home safely" prayers!