Friday!

We woke up, tired. It had been a long week so we hit craft malls in the morning, after eating at the Belgian Waffle place. I got some new scent warmers, and a t shirt an hoodie, the Watkins Craft Mall and the Branson Craft Mall are very nice, clean and stocked with some really good stuff. Then we had dinner at Dairy Queen and had an honest talk about missing our own beds, and wanting to go home. So Home we went.

Now is where we catch up with my anxiety. David drove down, and it’s was fine. While we were down there, I drove because ew figured I knew were everything was, and it made me happy to drive (yea i know but he did get to drive down come on progress people!) I did hit two curbs like a dumb bell but, it was fine. Where was I, oh yea coming home!

We loaded the car up (oh yea it was stuffed) and we started home. David drove and we were up and down in the canyons but right as we were going though Springfield a Sherriff for Greene county was around, and I had a panic attack, a bad one. Nope wasn’t doing anything but maybe going over 4 mph. But, I fell to pieces, literally, snot sobbing etc. David, bless him got me through it. It was almost Boliver before I was okay. The point is, I was okay. I realized it and pulled myself out of it. Everyone was so sweet and kind. I really feel blessed to have these humans. We’re home and I’m not eating out for a month!