Home...more or less

We arrived home to Dallas yesterday afternoon.  Our flight wasn't bad.  The plane was pretty empty so nobody had to sit next to anyone that they didn't want to sit next to.  They also gave us a surprisingly big breakfast.  My mom picked us up from the airport and I was a little surprised at how great it was to see her.  After a few hours of hanging out with my mom, we headed to Rob's parent's house to see his family.  It was great to see them, too.  Finally, we headed to our friend's house that we will be staying with until we get our act together.  By 5pm, I was completely exhausted.  After 7 months of travel, I'm not sure why it continues to surprise me how tiring travel days can be.  It doesn't make a lot of sense that sitting around on a bus or plane would take a lot out of me.

Thankfully, we left some fresh clothes here at our friend's house.  I am so ready to put on something different. I'm also going to make a run to Target for some new clothes today because...dammit...I deserve them!  Most of our stuff is in a storage unit, including some of my favorite summer dresses.  Hopefully, they aren't hidden too far in the back of the unit because it is hotter than hell outside and probably twice as hot in that storage unit.

Dallas is super hot!  Far hotter than anywhere we have been in Central America.  Thank God for air conditioning and cars.  We will be busy for a while catching up with everyone.  Rob is well connected and it looks like he will be back to work very quickly.  For me it will be different.  I've thought a lot about what I want to do next but have made no decisions and made no steps towards anything definite.

I laid in bed last night for a while debating whether or not I should continue the blog.  I have loved blogging the trip.  Sitting down to get my thoughts out has been really therapeutic.  I've never been one to bare my soul publically, though.  Blogging about the trip was easy because I had a topic to focus on.  I can easily continue blogging my life as a continuation of our adventure...especially as long as we are staying with friends which, so far, kind of feels like being at another hostel, although it is the nicest hostel we have stayed at and is not very well known since we are the only ones here.   My issue is more that now that we are in Dallas, I feel like my adventure is tied very closely into my career and I worry about perspective employers reading about my feelings about working.  I still need to put a lot of thought into this.  I'm sure that my posts will get a further apart but I would like to keep up the blogging at least a little as we work on getting settled again here in Dallas.  Who knows, maybe our next foreign adventure will pick up faster than anyone could expect.