Last night abroad, I can't believe it! In 24 hours I'll be landing in San Diego. Of course I'm excited and I have a lot of people to visit, birthdays and holidays to celebrate and Grandma's food to eat but I don't know how I feel.

I guess I have the job and money stress in the back of my head and although I was dying to go home, I don't want to have too high expectations. Realistically, I don't have one home to go to. I'm not going to return to stable life; I'm going to be living out of a bag at least another month bouncing from San Diego and Arizona and then maybe Colorado. Obviously, I'm practically pro at bouncing around and living out of a bag but I think it might be tough not being able to have my own things all unpacked in my own place.

BUT on the bright side, at least I'll be with family and all the places I'm bouncing to are comfortable and familiar. And I'm really excited for Ricardo to arrive on Friday! It's only been a week but it feels like so much longer, probably because the last few months we did everything together and were together everyday. Thats ok, only a few more days and he'll be in MY world and I can take HIM around like he did with me in Rio.

I guess whether I'm ready or not, I'm going home tomorrow and will just have to take things as they come. I have a lot of fun things planned and great people to see in December so I think it will be a good way to end this crazy year of adventures.

Next blog will probably be from US soil and then I'll have to start a new one (so Grandmas friends don't get anxiety attacks, apparently my blog has been a best seller in Sun City, Arizona).