I'm so beat that I don't have many words, but we made it. It was a miracle day to say the least, and very eventful. I am a wreck, but now I have 8 days to unwind and get my shit sorted through... Internally and externally. I NEED TO JOG... And push ups, and crunches and sit ups, oh my! It's going to take a week just to burn off the burger I ate for dinner... Ugh. Aunt Tina's cooking hasn't even started yet either... Maybe I'll just not eat much in Europe... I'll save money that way too. I'm finally at the point where I'm starting to crave routine. I don't know where I was going with that, but routine sounds nice... And sleep. I'm stress rambling right now.