Ahhh...the comforts of home

I'm back in NY and it feels great to be home. It's strange when you can call a city so far from everyone 'home', but that's what it's become. I have my own bed, shower, closet and Tyler...deep breath...sigh. I think my shoes missed me. I had to assure them I hadn't forgotten about them and introduce them to their new siblings. They were happy I came home. I haven't really accepted the fact that I'm only here another week before I leave for almost three months. I don't want to think about it. I'll be doing what I love, but at what cost? How much longer do I have to 'pay my dues'? I hate that statement. I'm not going to get down, just keep working. Now, it's off to be domestic...laundry beckons and the shower is screaming for Tilex. Later, Rochelle