Didn't take long

State of the Union ... check.
Interviews with members of Congress ... check.
Museum visits ... check.
Trip inside The White House ... check.
Company of close friends who know everything about you ... ... ... Oh.

Somewhere, not here, there are people who know more about me than my name and my resume. They know what I like to eat, the kinds of movies I like to watch, what I do in my spare time, whether I snore when I sleep and how ticklish I am. They know what I look like when I'm ecstatic, and they know what I look like when I'm devastated.

I'm happy here, I really am. But I miss home. I'm not rocking back and forth in a corner, holding my hands over my head or anything, but I can say with ease that I would give anything for a friendly face right now. One is coming to visit this week, and for that I am beyond thankful, but for those of you who I won't see for a while, please know that I miss you.