Jarod finally made it to Evan’s apartment last night around 7 (our time). So basically he was traveling for 12 hours straight! One plane, one train and 3 busses later.... When he first got off of his flight in Denver, his clubs weren’t coming off the plane with all the other luggage. So for half an hour we’re both worried that Frontier had lost them. It would have been bad enough that they’d lost his clubs (if in fact they were lost) but he’d also packed most of his clothes in his flight bag…so he’d have been wearing the same thing for 4 days. Like I said, thankfully they finally showed up and he was able to get to his train in time. This is the farthest he’s been away from home…we both had looked it up....22 hours by car, 1400 miles. I hope they’re having fun!
The house was quiet last night. It was really weird walking in yesterday afternoon knowing that I’d be there alone. As much as I enjoyed the alone time, it made me realize that when he does decide to move out, I’m going to have to be very intentional about now letting myself fall into the same rabbit hole that I was in before he moved back in.
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