Today is officially my nineteenth birthday. Just thinking about it feels weird. I used to think nineteen was so old. (At this rate, I don't know how I'm going to react when I turn forty.)
I got to come home for my birthday, so I plan to spend the day with my family, which is going to be great. I'm so happy to be home, even if it's only for a few days. I finally get to see my dogs and sleep in my bed and hug my grandparents and eat dinner with my family. Ahhhhh, home.
Because it's my birthday, I won't be posting anything more than this today. (And I'm even writing this a few days in advance.) Instead, I'm going to take the day off of blogging and spend all the time I can with my family.
I'm home. :)