Back to reality

We are finally back from our So Cal adventures these past two weeks, and there are some good and bad things that come with our return.

The downside: constant construction.

Jackhammer outside my office window for most of the morning. (I hope whoever stole my headphones is enjoying their sound-canceling effects.):

What we came home to yesterday. Apparently there is a leak downstairs and our landlord thought it was coming from inside our walls. We had no idea about any of this, by the way. I really hate renting:

The good side to coming back to reality? I really like routine, so I guess that's what I'm looking forward to. Call me crazy, but routines are the best thing ever. They are comfortable, predictable, and perfect. I moved around a lot as a kid (17 different homes! Yikes!), so I just like staying put sometimes now. I'm a home-body for sure. I really like planning out my weeks in advance too, like writing it all down in a day planner. Is that weird? Whatevs, I just love it! Bring on the color-coding!!

I also realized that whenever I travel, I instantly make my hotel room feel just like my home. I set it all up, and take a few minutes to really get comfy. After all, vacationing is about being relaxed, isn't it?

The boo's softball game is tonight, and I can't wait to sit on my butt and watch. Then go to Chipotle probably, then watch some TV and have a glass of wine. Nice and predictable, just how I like it!

(Watch my night be total chaos, haha.)