Going home

We're home... for good and for bad. I am thrilled to sleep in my own bed tonight. I am sad that tomorrow I don't get to wake up and go to the beach. The worst part of any vacation for me is the packing up to leave, unpacking the car, unpacking all the stuff and trying to get back to life. It is a chore and it sucks knowing that vacation is a full year away. We did okay with the packing, unpacking and unpacking part. The girls took a nice nap and went to bed tonight with little problem (huge consolation prize as far as I am concerned). The part that sucks is the pile of mail that yielded a huge water bill, a letter notifying us that Abby's very difficult to get into neurogeneticist has left CHOP leaving us with someone new in his place ( :-( SOB!) AND two bills that I need to fight over with the insurance company. Getting back to life sucks!