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After an absolutely amazing Sunday, I woke up Monday and decided that I'd wait one more day before travelling back home. John was hoping to maybe take another shot at the Battleship, and I'd still have a couple of days to relax before returning to work.
I spent the day packing and watching over the dog. John didn't get off until late, so there went my last opportunity for the ship. We took the newly named pup, Bo (short for something that I'll forever hate my boyfriend for, Botox...GRRR) up to Petsmart to get some supplies. Everyone she came in contact with absolutely loved her, petting and playing with her. I had leash duty, and it was fun watching her try to get away. We left and got in the Jeep, and Bo, such a tiny thing then, fell asleep in my lap. John and I decided on doing wings again on my last night in town. The draw? Peanut Butter and Jelly wings. Sit on that for a minute. We pulled up and John got out to go fix our order, leaving me in the Jeep with the dog. We got back into the hotel, and started pigging out. The PB&J wings weren't half bad. As far as attempt number three at the Wii? Fail. I double checked all my stuff, and John helped me load a few things before going to bed.
The next morning, I got up with John to tell him goodbye, and I got a few more hours sleep before I had to get up to get ready. I couldn't believe the day was here already; I didn't want to leave. I loaded up the rest of my stuff, and hooked up all the electronics and chargers in the Cobalt, and walked Bo one last time. After telling her goodbye, I left my hotel key on the table, and let the door shut behind me. It was official: time to come home. I left a little later than I wanted to, 10:30, but I knew it wasn't going to be long before I'd be home. I was through Mississippi in an hour, and Louisiana wasn't nearly as bad this time around, hardly any rain....until I got back to Texas and was greeted by, yes, rain! I watched the towering thunderhead all the way from Lake Charles, and hoped I'd be missing it.
It was 6:30 by the time I made it home, and after unloading the essentials, I called it an early night. This was the first vacation I'd taken alone, the furthest I'd ever driven, and I didn't regret a single thing. I told myself I could do it again. This vacation was amazing, emotional, fun, beautiful, scary, and quite a learning experience......
And I was super ready to do it again.
