So, I flew in from Australia yesterday, and boy are my arms tired. The flight was long, 14 hours of not being able to sleep, and not getting sleep the night before I left has left me more jetlagged than I ever thought possible. So, my plan of staying up all night so I could sleep on the plane didn't work after all. Anyhow, now that I am back, I have just a couple of things to do, sell my '57 Chevy which has a dead battery right now, and plan a wedding. I am applying for a fiance's visa which expects me to already know my date and place and proof from whoever is performing the ceremony as part of the application, then it could take up to 6 months for the application to get accepted, so as soon as I figure out where I am staying, I need to find a job since I might be out here for a while, all this without transportation. I miss Dennis so much already, the last week I was there was very hard, bad stuff happened every day. Dennis' grandfater had a heart attack that week and died right before I left. I wish I could give him a big hug right now, I think the funeral was supposed to be today and I haven't even been able to call him since I flew in yesterday. It was so hard to leave Australia, but at least this is the last time I have to do it at least on my own. I can't wait for this fiance's visa to get accepted. Then I can just go back home.