I'm back in Orlando & living with Bob again. I left Bloomington, IL on Wed, June 11 at 6:30 pm and drove straight through for 16 hours, arriving home at 10:30 am on Thurs, June 12th. As you can guess, I drove into the garage, walked into the bedroom and fell onto the bed. I'm certain that I was asleep before my body hit the bed. It was, thankfully, an uneventful drive. I started to feel the sleep deprivation effects around 3:00 am but stopped for gas and sugar and held out. Around 8:30 or 9:00 am, I had interesting conversations going on in my head. It went something like this:

"My eyes are open, no problem."

"Yeah, just keep the eyes open."

"But I think I just fell asleep with my eyes open."

"Hey, as long as your eyes are open, it doesn't matter."

The effects of sleep deprivation are amusing but dangerous. Thankfully, I got Bob on the phone when I started convincing myself that falling asleep with my eyes open wasn't a bad thing. He helped me stay awake and alert.

I am still unpacking and can't wait to get a job. I have one possibility and another phone interview this week. The phone interview one sounds exciting but I don't want to give any details in a pathetic attempt at being superstitious.

Since I am home all day long, I have noticed that there is a squatter in our house - an outdoor lizard. He lives in one of our plants. I knew that he lived here but had forgotten. He isn't all that happy that I am here all day since he previously had full run of the house during the day, at night, and on weekends thanks to Bob's crazy schedule. I wanted to have a sit-down with the lizard just to let him know that I won't be here permanently (crossing my fingers in hope of getting a job soon) but he is ignoring me. He thinks that shunning me is going to work. He is diabolical, that one. We will have peaceful harmony soon enough.

I am happy to be home & re-entry (living again with Bob) has actually been a breeze.