I'm glad to be home

well, I made it safely home... yesterday was interesting in a way that I hope will never all be repeated in one day again. First, my room mate's alarm clock, which she left Unplugged and removed the batteries from, went off at 6:40 in the morning. Exactly 20 minutes before I had set my alarm clock for. *glares at absent alarm clock* so I got up, managed to shut it off, and crawled back into my bed just in time to doze for a little while before mine went off. Whereupon, I began removing sheets and blankets in an effort to convince myself to get up again. I had been planning on washing sheets that morning anyway. The remainder of the morning went as planned (frantic, boring cleaning/packing) oh, and I ate one of the cherry pastry things... it was a good breakfast, and next semester I'm asking my room mate to clean the microwave... splattered marinara sauce is not fun to clean up. So the morning went without a hitch until around 8:50 when I arrived at Renate's office and found out she wasn't going to be in until 10:00. I had arranged the night before to use her Greek dictionaries for two words that I had been unable to locate in the small dictionary at the back of my Greek New Testament. She was supposed to be there at nine to let me use them and then I was supposed to turn my Elementary Greek I final in... well, I was leaving at 10:00... so I asked if there were any other Bible professors in. Dr. Hummel was and let me borrow his lexicons. However, I was still unable to locate the words, so I turned in my test, said Merry Christmas to Dr. Woodring, and left. On the walk back to my room, I realized what I had been doing wrong on one of the words, but at that point it was a little late. I walked back to my room, checked my laundry on the way up, and figured out how to squeeze my electric blanket into my suitcase. Then I folded towels and sheets and was just putting them away when it was time for check out. And then I realized that I needed to find a new home for all the dairy in our fridge... but that wasn't too hard. Lydia, fear not, your cheese and yogurt are safe. Ride to the airport was short and good. Before leaving Leatherwood said the Aaronic blessing over me, and I needed it since the next words I heard were "you have been randomly selected for a special search." *shudders* When I packed my bags I had no intention of ever having to explain why I had an envelope full of pistachio shells. Next time I fly I'm wearing sweatpants or scrubs... or something with no little metal things around the pockets or waist. It was mildly embarrassing, but not the end of the world, although I probably would have freaked out if I hadn't been granted peace which I believe I was. So all went well, even in Dallas, and I got to read much of The Oath. *grins* THEN there was Cincinati which you may or may not get to read about later depending on how much time I have. ~posted at 2:20

Later that same day...
Today, I read the last three pages of The Oath, began and finished Christmas shopping for my family, and helped put lights on the tree. *grins* It is good to be home...