I had classes today and yesterday in Oklahoma City. So, to save time and gas (gas mainly), I spent Wednesday and Thursday night at my parents house. They live in Tulsa, which is about an hour closer to OKC than my house.
Kinda strange spending the night at your parents after being on your own so long. My parents have a nice house, and for guests they have this series of rooms that makes it ever so much better than a hotel. Bedroom, private bathroom, and a TV/sitting room.
Still, its not my home. I felt like a guest. A very well treated guest. Good company too, but still, I missed sleeping in my own bed.
It was nice to get home Friday night, cats and all.