So I woke up Thursday morning in disbelief, I mean, how could it be time to go home already? But sure enough, a month had past and it was time to pack up the sweet rented ride one last time and head for home. I’m not going to lie, I was slow leaving the hotel, I mean, I worked and stuff while on the road, but who wants to go back to real life?
I had one last decadent hotel breakfast and I’m not going to lie, I was surprised they didn’t break out the bacon in honor of my last day, but oh well. After two trips with a full bell man’s cart to the car, I was loaded and on my way. But before I could get on the highway, I needed to deal with some low air in a tire. I know that might not seem like a big deal to you, but putting air in the car tire is not something I am good at, I would go so far as to say I stink at it. I have tried many times with not a lot of success. It’s just not in my wheel house. So this was a problem for like 3 days and Dennis kept saying – Just go to Discount Tire – they’ll take care of it. So finally I went to Discount Tire. I didn’t even have to get out of the car. They have a guy who stands there under the free air check sign filling up tires all day. It was awesome. Then I got gas and since I was by a grocery store, I decided to get some snacks so I could avoid some drive through on the way home. I’m not even going to deny it- I bought cheese cubes, sliced cheese and cheese puffs and a few other things that go with cheese like bread and salami and peanut M&Ms. I guess I was missing America’s Dairy land. LOL
I had 2 different ways I could go home – I figured I could just do it all in one horribly long day or I could take my take and split it into two. I opted for the later and booked myself an awesome free room at the Quality Inn in Lincoln, NE. No disrespect to the hotel but there was clearly a reason it was only 8,000 points. It was clean and the room was big but the bathroom was SMALL and the whole place could really use some updating. I was on the 4th floor and had patio doors to a tiny porch. I took advantage of the view to snap some photos of the nicer hotels I could’ve stayed at. Also, I took a picture of the top notch security device on the door. ( Don’t fret – it was on the patio door and there was also a bar)
Also – since I only had about another 8 hours until I was home, I am proud say that in true Ross Gellar spirit, I did not check out until 11:52, but I forgot to take the toiletries! After some awesome all day McDonald’s breakfast, I was on the road. Funny story – I walked out of my room, thinking I wanted McDonald’s breakfast and was hoping there would be one an exit or two up but no, I looked up and there was one right next to the hotel. How lucky was I?
I hate to admit this, but as I got closer to home, the more I didn’t want to go there. I mean, I know that Bailey was excitedly waiting for me but I so many things had changed. I mean who wants to leave going from awesome place to awesome place with amazing people back to real life with a dog, dishes and cat poop? I really mastered dawdling though. I sat in the sun for about 20 minutes on a bench at a rest stop in Iowa much to the confusion of many. I stopped at the first Culver’s I encountered for an ice cream. I stopped at Steve’s sister’s house that was on the way “to go potty” and ended up staying there for about an hour and half.
I eventually pulled in at home and Bailey literally came running out and all 160 some pounds of his almost 6 foot tallness went to hug me and jumped up and wrapped his legs around me and almost knocked me over. This was after the dog tried to french kiss me. I think I was missed. LOL
I eventually made it to bed in my own bed and that was nice. I also really enjoyed showering in my own bathroom in the morning before meeting up with my girls for lunch on Saturday.
I would be lying if I said this last week had been easy. The first day or two I still had my best experience in the world high, but then real life set in and that was a bit depressing. I realize it still might take me a minute to get my heart back in order but I can tell you this for sure, if I ever start to doubt my awesomeness again – all I have to do is say to myself- I camped at the Grand Canyon – all by myself – who does that? I’m fucking jennifoster and there is not anything I can’t do.
Just because I’m home doesn’t mean you should stop reading – I think things are just about to start getting interesting.