I made it home. Dayton isn’t really that far from Knoxville. It’s about a 4.5-hour drive. Somehow I usually manage to make it a 6-hour drive. But this trip, I didn’t get abducted by aliens at all (which is usually my excuse for arriving over an hour late). It was a great day for a drive. I managed to find a radio station for the whole trip. All country. All day. I karoake’d my fucking heart out. The weather even held up. I had my sunroof open the whole time. Even when it was raining, it somehow missed the hole in the top of my car. I just drove through patches of rain all the way through Kentucky and into Tennessee.
My dogs were super stoked to see me. My German Shep, Athena, even cried. She always cries when I come home from a long trip. She’s so happy to see me. I guess if I could find a man who loved me that much, I would keep him. Until then, I will just continue collecting dogs.
Just kidding. The three I have now are probably my last three. I hopefully have a few more years with them before they kick the old bucket. As of right now, they are all pretty healthy.
I think my kid grew another inch or two while I was gone. He’s going to be 7ft tall by time summer is over.
It’s the end of the school year here this week. My baby will officially be a junior in high school soon. It’s so hard to believe. I used to think it was just something that people said when they said, “They grow up so fast.” But it really is true. One day you are holding their hand to cross the street and the next they are flying to Amsterdam, opening their own businesses, and riding public transportation all by themselves.
They really do grow up so fast.
I think I’m just overly sentimental because I am a tad sleep deprived and I’ve been driving all day. So I am going to call it a night. See you on the flip side.
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