Holy everything, we're home!
What a crazy, big-time, ass-kickin' trip that was.
Too much trip, really, for this homebody of all homebodies.
But I survived and am a better woman for it!
We got home on Sunday night, late.
On Monday morning we all sat around in a bit of a stupor for a while.
I forced myself to relax, drink a couple of cups of tea, read some mags ...,
but that was all I could manage - I had to get cocooning asap.
The first thing I do when I get home from a big trip is start cleaning.
I'm like a madwoman - Baseboards! Cabinets! Pantry! Windows!
It's just a compulsion.
I love nothing more than a fresh start. For me, that means cleaning and purging.
I've got 2.5 months of luggage and shit out on the patio waiting to be unloaded, and here I am on the floor scrubbing baseboards.
Also, (and here's where you're finally going to understand just how freaking insane I am) when I walked in my house after being gone for so long, it looked to me like the art supply closet for a pre-school had vomited all over my house.
Oh mah GAWD .... too much color!!!
Why didn't someone tell me?
I, quite honestly, was totally freaked out by my own house so I did what any self-respecting house freak would do: I drove to IKEA.
HAHAHA. I swear to god, the day I got home from my trip I drove to IKEA and bought a dark brown slipcover for the Karlstad couch.
SO much better.
Do you ever do this? Mini freakouts of the "what was I thinking?" kind?
A part of me felt like I was insane, and the other part of me felt sooooo soothed and relived and uplifted.
Such is the madness of the woman gone too long from her anchor.
I also took every freaking thing out of the refrigerator and scrubbed it within an inch of its life.
OK, well, really Jackdaddy took all the drawers out because our fridge is squeezed so tightly up against our cabinets that you need a *%^# engineering degree to get all the drawers out.
Where does all that crap come from?
HOW does it get in there?
It's because I can't get the damn drawers and shit out because I don't have an engineering degree so, there it all collects.
But look now, hos!
OK,well, I forgot to take an after picture, but here's a picture of me washing a drawer.
Fascinating, I know.
Oh my god, it's SOOOO clean though.
I've also been making food up a storm.
We were all so freaking sick of eating campsite food and restaurant food so I got in there and fired up the real stuff.
Saving seeds from the Pecos, TX. cantaloupes. (More on that later.)
Pesto with basil and garlic from my garden, and walnuts from a road side farm stand in California.
Black-eyed peas from same farm stand.
So freakin' good.
Ice tea, y'all.
Just can't tell you how happy I am to be home!!!
Scenes from the jungle, uh, garden tomorrow.
And the clean fridge.
If it's still clean, that is.