Going Home

This morning, I was asked by one of my friends, "Are you excited to be going home?"

And I said, "Not overly so, no."

To which she replied, "It's nice to go home!"

And then I said why I wasn't so excited, "After an hour and a half on a bus, I get to spend two hours at the airport, then I spend almost two hours on a plane probably next to someone who is going to make my life suck (based on the fact that I had decent neighbors last time I went home), and then I have to spend an hour in rush hour traffic with my mother who needs to realize she's not as good a driver as she thinks she is... so, no, I can't get too excited about it."

Yep. Goin' home today.