So, I slept TERRIBLY last night. Just plain TERRIBLE. I blame the sugar and alcohol in the mudslide. I woke up every two hours! Also, the lamps that were outside were on, and the curtains were all thin and stuff... So it was like, BRIGHT in my room. And that really didn't help. I tried to close the thick curtains... But come to find out, their Furtains! FAKE CURTAINS! Ugh. I was so mad at 0200 when I tried to close them. Bastards putting up furtains when I clearly need it to be pitch black to sleep. I was too hot, too cold, too tired, and just kept waking up. It was awful.
I set the alarm for 0800 and melted out of bed. I felt terrible. But I had to get up, get some make up on, and go to breakfast! I had only until 0945 to get ready (I had taken a shower last night so that I didn't have to this morning) and eat breakfast before I had to go to the AAR meeting. So zip zip zip I tried to hurry.
I went back to my room to finish packing up, take a quick chill pill, and quadruple check that I didn't leave anything behind. I seriously checked everything, and was walking around the room aimlessly, just making sure I didn't leave anything behind. Even had to check under the beds to make sure a sock didn't go rogue on me.
I filled out the quick check out sheet and got on one of the buses. This time they were separated by Katterbach and Illesheim. I get all situated and there all of a sudden is the Chaplain. He was saying that some people needed to head over to the first bus because this one was going to get all full. I was like, "I'll go, since it's just me" and he was like "Okay great". So I had to get my things together, and get my bag from under the bus. And I started walking over to the other bus. The chaplain looked at me and yelled "Wait there's one more!". I was like, "Dude, you just told me to come here...".
So I got on the bus and tried to get comfortable. I suppose I slept for a little over an hour during the 4 hour ride. I was so tired. But the photo on the left, was me promising myself that no matter how short the ride, the bus is just not worth it. I would much rather drive myself. Even if I would have to entertain myself for 3 hours.
Anyway. It was so nice to get home. I didn't really do much, and my friend brought Koodge over a few hours after I got home. Koodge and I did some much needed cuddling. And we watched Spirited Away.
I got to talk to husband for a bit. But he had to go so that he could get a couple hours rest before his PT test. He is trying to go to the board. I hope he passes!! *fingers crossed*!