Is This Home?

I know I said I was finished, but not yet. I've said a lot of things, heh.

So I'm home and doing the reverse -- opening boxes, finding spaces for things, and so on. I swear it's worse than packing!

On top of that, I'm bored. Mighty bored. I don't know what to do with myself, and am gettin' on L's nerves, I can tell. Things just seem anticlimaxtic. One day everyone wants to know what I'm thinking and doing and who I'm talking to and what I'm saying. Today, no one cares.

Of course, Fox kept their cameras on me as I made my way to TX, and they promised that they'd check in with me from time to time, but they're gone now. And it's just us. We'll adjust, though, just give us time...