So, is it weird being back home?

This is the number one question I've been asked. Yes, it's weird, but honestly, not as weird as I once pictured. The first week back was really difficult, and the second was worse. But, now I've settled into this groove of working, and I mean working all the time, that I haven't had much reflection time. I'm working toward the goal of traveling through Australia and Thailand, but the reality that I'm leaving in a few weeks hasn't hit me. And I haven't really had time to miss Madrid. I do miss Spain, but my thoughts are usually comprised of how cheap some people can be, and how much my feet and back hurt.
But, things are good. My birthday was yesterday. There was no big party, and strangely, no photos even. But it was a wonderful day. I slept in, knowing that everyone else was working (he he he), then I went to Donna Marie's for a dip in the pool/cookout/hang with Roger for the first time since last year. A couple of Margaritas later and everything was peachy. Later that night my whole family, including the bro, went to one of my fav restaurants in Atlanta.
I guess that I can't really post under the web address, bethinspain, so, a new blog will come about soon. And new pics with my new camera, oooohhh!