Sleeping in a house with no doors or curtains is weird. For the first time ever, I was grateful for a bathroom that did not have any windows.

Other than that, staying in my grandma's-soon-to-be-my-parents' house was awesome. It's in a fairly undeveloped area, so road noise (and kid noise) is almost non-existant. Also, it's single level, so you can't hear what everyone else is doing in the house by creaking floors, like in my parents' current house. And? Amazingly bright. It makes me want to move out of my dark apartment into some place that actually gets some sun.

I'm off to sleep in my clean bed. And then tomorrow I pack. And then the next day I get to stand in a security line for hours before I get on a plane to go to Dallas for a week. Yeehaw!