Went back to the airport today! Faustin, Pastor Chola and his wife, Pauline, were so sad about us coming home that they followed us to Texas. At least that's what I'm telling myself.
Slept 12-9 last night, felt a little tired all day but still good. Laid around with Gracey in the morning, drove my car (smiling all the way), went to Target (was there a few hours - had to get updated on their inventory), and unpacked. I hate unpacking.
I feel jet lag catching up to me right now. My adrenaline is gone, I guess. Still, I'm super proud of my body for getting up to speed so quickly. I have an awesome body.
Wednesday, November 3
288/365
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