What do you call the feeling when you want to be at home but you are so happy where you are?
Whatever its called, that's how I feel. And I am allowing myself to feel that way.
I am having a blast EVERYDAY. I get to truly visit anything and everything I want to here. I feel so blessed to have this opportunity, too. But...I also miss home. What a blessing that is too, right? I mean, I get to go home to a cute home, silly puppies, excited family, and a new job!
What I love about D.C
- Free museums
- Wide range of food options
- Decent weather
- Learning Opportunities
- The AC at 73!!! (neil would never...)
What I miss
- Baking supplies
- Clothing options
- Mexican food
I realize some of these contradict each other, oh well. There is not anxiousness, fear, or sadness.
So I'll keep my adventurous spirit high and stay in prayer.
9 more days in this life. 9 more days till real life.