I had planned to go on a great trip with Cj to visit my family, but when we got up there I mostly just did errands. Enjoyable ones, like picking my little sister up from the airport (sans Cj, his mom, his sister, and Molly), and not so enjoyable ones, like going to a funeral (again, without Cj and his family), going to the bank to take care of financial stuff, and proceeding to upset my mom over said financial stuff.
I miss my family, and it's fun to go up there, but sometimes it's tougher than I expect.
[p.s. we got the mazda 3. pictures later.]