Emotion Overload

Well, we have been home from Atlanta since Sunday evening and I am catching quite a bit of slack for not having posted anything at all about our trip. The thing is. . . I had intended on blogging during the trip and I do have so much I want to share, but I managed to find other things to do each evening. If I wasn't too tired to hold my eyes open I was giggling with Cynthia and Shannon or catching up with Jeff and Jess. On the way home I made some notes of things I want to be sure to share and I had every intention of sitting at the computer Sunday night to get started. BUT. . . Life happens and things rarely go as planned.

The drive home was not much fun. I think everyone in our car was suffering from the traditional physical and emotional exhaustion following such a trip (I know I was!). Conversation was light and traffic was heavy. There is nothing worse than being at a standstill on the interstate hundreds of miles from home. After a lot of stop-and-go our lethargy turned to excitement and the anticipation of being home refreshed our spirits. We called home and made dinner plans.

My husband agreed to meet us at Applebees, but (to make a long story short) miscommunication made for a long evening of waiting and wondering. We had called home at 7:15pm and by 8:30 I was convinced that something terrible had happened to my family. In reality, they were at the Applebees a few miles down the road wondering what was taking us so long. By 9 I was home (still hungry) and my emotions had hit a dangerous overload. After a quick and unexpected release of tears the kids ate Taco Bell and I went to bed. This was definitely not how I envisioned the evening going.

After being reminded (once again) that there are bigger problems in the world I have returned to a more lucid state of mind. So, over the next few days I will do my best to finish the posts from our trip and share some of the amazing things we experienced in Atlanta. It was definitely an experience I will not soon forget.