I really want to go home (Ohio).
The dryer is on the fritz (long story). I want all my new appliances at the old house. I hate being at least 8 hours from everyone I love. I'm tired of always being "lost". I want my trusty babysitter back, heck I even miss Ranger, the dumb dog. I'm tired of everything being so darn expensive and people don't even blink an eye at paying $5 a pound for chicken breasts or $175 for a week of half day summer camp. I want to go to my old scrapbook store, I miss having a scrapbook store.
I miss everything being "comfortable", I feel so out of place here. I have this little nagging voice in the back of my head always chanting "you don't belong here." The line at the grocery store, making u-turns 6 times a day, herding 5 kids in the new gym, this kitchen. It's not that people are rude here or anything, everything just seems slightly off. Kinda like when the sound and the pictures aren't cued up right on the TV and the person's lips move before their voice starts. Nothing feels quite "right."
I really want to go home.
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