WE ARE HOME.

We made it, in one piece.  And I am SO HAPPY.  I almost feel guilty saying that because Kile’s family was so great to us while we were in Elko.  We got support like we would have never had here in Reno.  But it was also a strain to be away from home and what is familiar too.

I just took a shower, wash the road grime off (and boy, did I have grime… neglected to take a shower this morning before we left), and I felt like such a new woman when I stepped out.  I felt like “Home Marilyn” again.  For the last week or so, I’ve been “Disaster Marilyn” and she’s too busy to take inventory of herself and check for bruises from that lovely trip down the stairs.  “Home Marilyn” is not too busy and was rather shocked with what she saw.  OUCH.  “Disaster Marilyn” also takes showers like she’s expecting the UPS guy any minute now and needs to sign for a package.  “Home Marilyn” doesn’t waste any time (she’s got a baby downstairs that might want nursing, after all), but she can stand under the spray a moment longer, reflect on life a little longer and compose this post while she’s at it.  (Oh, yes, I did.) (Don’t you?)

Kile even drove us, but that was mostly because the driver’s seat reclines further since Evie’s carseat is behind the passenger seat.  But I carried in the heavy loads and even drove to the post office to pick up our held mail and to the store for much needed milk afterward.  So I haven’t been slouching, by any means.

I’m just so glad to be home.  Have I mentioned that?

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