I’m homesick today. My 2 little kids and I are in the middle of a 3-week holiday trip so they can see their dad. We’re staying the whole time at my ex-in-laws’ house. I’m fortunate we all get along so well and they’re very hospitable, but I hate staying in other people’s houses and I miss my apartment, my plants, my boyfriend, my bed, my schedule, my car, my privacy, etc etc. It’s been a nice Christmas, but I’m dying to get home to Richmond.