We were originally planning to be on a plane home this evening, so that we could be in town for the Delta Chi 10-year weekend celebration. It's been about 2 months since we walked down the street without feeling like outsiders. By all accounts, it's time to go home.
It's time to eat Indian Food, shop Target's clearance sale, watch HGTV, sleep with the windows open, walk around barefoot, use a cell phone for hours, sing along with the radio, smell freshly cut grass, feel the crunch of twigs underfoot, use turn signals correctly, get bombarded with political ads, share a coldstone ice cream, visit costco for the Sunday samples, hear an English sermon, snack on pickles, browse a library full of books I can actually read, pick up all the "stuff" we left behind, meet with friends, print off pictures, and hold our families tightly.
Instead, the DX celebration was cancelled, and our tickets moved to a later time. So this weekend is mainly uneventful - we have nothing planned. We'll likely watch CNN, plan math lessons, take a long walk (uphill both ways), sleep in, arrange for a shipment from the US, and study our Spanish homework. Kinda boring - our new normal. :) But the fact that I'm ok with it must mean something, right?
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