We finally got back in our marital groove... and then... boom... it's over.
Mr F flies out at the crack of dawn.
While I'm really happy that the girls and I get the opportunity to stay, and see the rest of my extended family over the next couple of weeks, this trip has been long. And exhausting.
I'm really nervous about the long trip back... now that I know how badly the trip up went.
I mean extremely nervous.
That trip up almost killed me.
It took a good week and half to recover from the stress and lack of sleep.
Next year we're flying.