So I'm back in Chicago. And what better way to greet me than with a big ol' traffic jam! Yeah... took an extra 20 minutes to get to work. I even left earlier than I normally do 'cause I didn't eat breakfast... bad milk will make you do some crazy things.

Overall it was a good trip. It definitely felt weird to be back home, though. For some reason home didn't feel like home last night. It almost felt like another hotel room. I think it was because I was so exhausted, though, 'cause this morning it felt a lot more like home.

At least I'll get some time to stay at home this week - you do not want to see the pile of laundry I have to do after two and a half weeks. *wince*