Stepped off the ship in Barcelona around 7am on Saturday morning. So very sad to leave all the awesome time onboard and abroad behind. . .
Stepped into our home in Delaware shortly before 11pm on the same Saturday, that just is not right!
Still haven't unpacked. Today is first day I have felt almost normal. Still getting up way early though which may be a good thing at least for the DH as he leaves for work at 5am most days.
Talk about hitting the ground running, we have had all 6 kiddos and one grandson here for past two nights and 5 of them for most of the day too. . .
Oh please, can I return to the ship?
Ciao and Ivan? I don't care about no stinkin' chocolate slippers I just want someone to bring me food and clear it all away with the flair the two of you provided every single day! And Maricar? I don't care about those cute little towel animals either, can I just come back and sleep in a perfectly made bed and have chocolate on my pillow pretty please?
And the hottub I do not have to add chemicals to and clean and the "wave pool" how fun was that? And although my offspring think they are terrific nightly entertainment???? That state of hypnosis is sounding pretty good right about now!
Walking around the neighborhood just isn't gonna compare to Deck 4 or Deck 10 with the wind in my face. . .
Sounds pretty simple to me, get me back on that ship!
Enjoyed so much meeting the Disboarders we caught up with. Loved our motely crew of tablemates, what a fun group!
And again I have to say? When can I get back on that ship????? Yvette, you dirty dog, still sailing and the rest of us here in dry dock! Really? How could you!
Back to reality for now!