Home Sweet Home

Well, spring break feels official now. I've arrived home and received hugs from both my brother and my puppy. I've already had a nice argument with my mom to make it feel like home again. Sometimes I think it's hard for her to accept that I'm starting to make my own life in another city when she's been used to controlling my every move for more than nineteen years.

In other news, there were girlscout cookies and my very own copy of Driving Lessons in my room when I got here, so that made me a very happy Ashley, and the cookies are sure to make my roommate a very happy Kelsey.

I already feel back to normal. I spent the evening editing pictures in Photoshop, watching Hunger Games fan films on YouTube, talking to Matt, and otherwise being lazy as I always am when I'm in this house. It almost makes a girl forget that she spent the morning being productive, washing dishes, packing bags, and doing actual chores.

The good news is that I have absolutely no plans for tomorrow. The bad news is that I have absolutely no plans for tomorrow. While I get to be lazy and eat all the food I can get my little hands on, nobody has shown that they love me yet. (Though I haven't really given Kayla much of an opportunity. I've only been home for a few hours.)

Why today was awesome: I didn't have to make my mind up which seat to take. I just sat in the back.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 26