Home Sweet Home, Erie

"The best laid schemes of mice and men oft go awry." ~ Robert Burns

Don't get me wrong. I love the freewheeling life of a sailor I'm having right now; I adore making plans and figuring things out as I go along, taking and enjoying opportunities as they come, etc. For the most part, that's a totally rockin' way of living, but there is the occasional downside, like thinking I might end up stuck in Bay City, MI for eternity.
Thankfully that didn't happen, however, and I'm safely back in Erie hanging out at my friend Amy's apartment for a while before going back to the Niagara to resume sleep deprivation and keep building up the calluses on my hands.
Dave's mom came up to Bay City without him being aware of her intent earlier, which threw a wrench into our plans to rent a car or take a bus back to Erie, but Dave's mom being awesome, she gave us a ride to Erie, since they were passing through anyway. So the five of us piled into the Chevy sedan, crammed as much luggage into the trunk as possible, carried the rest on our laps and had a cuddlefest in the backseat the whole 6 hours from Bay City to Erie. It was an interesting experience, and I think I'll leave it at that.

We got in around 3AM day before yesterday, got to sleep somewhere around 5, and slept until quarter past 1 (1315, in other words). We all (Amy, Phil, me) ended up dressed, in some sense of the word, around 3:30 (1530) and spent the remainder of the day lying around watching TV and eating copious amounts of Chinese food, the leftovers of which I'm currently eating as breakfast. (Yes, breakfast at 12:45. I know, Mom, I know. Reading this is probably hurting you.)
Today has followed a similar plan, though I'm headed back to the Niagara later this afternoon. So I must bid adieu to this glorious laziness and get back to working like crazy.
I love my life.