It was time to head back to Texas. I was really missing dad and Possible. I had been able to put the next several months out of mind until we got to the March and the college visits. Now that those things were behind us I needed to get home. J is so calming about the twins, that I needed to hear him remind me that everything would be ok. The kids wanted to stay a little longer and I love that but not this time. So we planned for an early departure. Could we do it? We have failed at every other attempt at an early time but I needed us to get moving. Good News is that we did it!! We drove away at 5:10 am I had wanted to leave at 4:30 but this was so much closer than 6:30, so I was happy. It is such a long trip.
It was a long trip. The kids were wonderful. At one point I didn't think we were going to make it at all. While getting lost going the wrong way on the OK turnpike, Jumba started throwing up. He had eaten too many Go-Gurts. Yuck. No where to stop on the Toll Road. I was afraid to pull off completely because we were low on cash. After that mess was taken care of the winds picked up to about 25 miles per hour. The van and trailer would sway quit a bit. When the "check engine light" began blinking I thought I would loose it. In the end we made it home safely. My poor facebook friends got sick of my whining, but I am so thankful for all the prayers that helped us to get home in one piece.
We returned home to an empty house but soon J and Possible got there with flowers for mom and Wings for dinner. Yummy and safe. Another St. Louis adventure for the books. We had a blast and I hold hope that someday soon we will live closer. It was great to be home even though it was in Texas.
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