I'm not there either. I'm somewhere in between. Still hoping to see a moose at the very last second. Or maybe a dragon. But no more snow. (Note to VeryBestGirlfriend - I first typed 'no mow snow' by accident.)
I have really enjoyed my time with Thrasher and I've learned a lot about Life on Pluto (I mean in New England) but I am ready to be home! I'm ready to have a warm tushy while driving without having to have heated seats. I'm ready to finish nesting in my studio. (Hey DebR - feel free to send me advice about making an exact duplicate of your cutting table!) I'm ready to hug my family! Squeeze them silly in fact. It's not so much the journey that makes me anxious as the being in between. Think of me as I travel.
"From there to here and here to there, funny things are everywhere."
-One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish by Dr. Seuss