I'd been away from my own bed for sixteen nights, and it felt good to get back into it last night. I finally had my own pillows and mattress that I'm used to, and my white noise machine that helps me sleep.

Unfortunately, when I woke up I had to unpack the rest of my clothes and things and put them away. I also had to bury my hamster, Chipper. He died Tuesday, March 21, the day I was due home. But then I missed my plane back and stayed at my mom's for a few days before finally returning.... so it took nearly a week for him to get a proper burial. After chopping through roots to dig a little hole beside one of the poplar trees in my dad's back yard, I covered him up then put a square of concrete over top, with his name painted on it. I'm not a very good painter or grave digger. I do miss my little Chippers though.

I really need to buy bookshelves for my room. I've stacks of books and boxes of books just lying around..... mebbe I will make them myself. I need a project.