Three Months Later...

So, I'm home. Home from World Changers and all the other crazy business I've been getting into. I want to talk about something very specific today. Does anyone else in the world hate those plastic storage tubs? I hate them because I can be walking by one with a foot of distance between it and me and still scrape a layer of my leg skin off the side. GAHLY! I hate those things so much. And I am cursed with them for my life because I live with two people who can't seem to find the strength within themselves to throw crap away! No one needs a storage bin full of old jeans that he or she will never wear again!
Anyway, I hope to be blogging a little bit more frequent now that I'm home, so yay!