I just got back from Philly about an hour ago, and it feels so good to be back in my own house. Let's just say, today wasn't my day. My purse broke. My favorite sweatpants ripped. The first thing I saw this morning was a dead buck. But walking back into my house and turning on the Christmas trees while sipping on peppermint hot chocolate made everything go away just like that. It was...nice.
And now I move on to figuring out when I can get to my Phil.
Today, I am grateful for:
* getting to see Nate and Vanessa.
* finding fun Christmas gifts.
* my own bed.
* holiday awesomeness.
* love.
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