Home Again

Well, guys. I made it back safe and sound. Though very very tired. By the time I got home, my sleep schedule was at about 3 am. I should learn to sleep on the plane.

Getting into the US has gotten more and more complicated. The last time I flew out of the country, which was in 2004, I came in through Canada. This was fairly painless. Just got my bags, handed them my customs sheet, and went on my way. There were no real lines, no major security. Smooth.

This time, I flew into Detroit, and was introduced to the new program, US Visit. Luckily, I wasn't visiting, or I would have had both of my index fingers and my eye digitally scanned. As it was, I stood in many many lines. One to have my passport and customs form stamped. Then I got my luggage. One to have my passport and customs form checked. (Twice, really?) One to re-check my luggage. One for the metal detector again.

I'm just happy I wasn't flagged for some reason. I saw more than one person walk away with a guard. I'm also happy that the lines went relatively quickly, thanks in large part to them separating the lines for citizens and visitors. Mainly, they asked one or two quick questions, looked at my passport, and sent me on my way.

At home, I slept for 12 glorious hours. Man I love sleeping.

Since I've been home, I've been debating this ring thing. I'm really struggling between the sentimentality of the ring that got lost so many times, and the baguettes. So I made this photo to help me out.


Not a great photoshop effort, but what can I say? I was tired.

I had to work the very next day, which was yesterday. This wasn't so bad, as I got a major promotion! Woo! Go me!! I am now second in command of the whole store. So look out world! I can finally afford to enjoy you again! It's hello movies, restaurants, and other fun things!