Countdown to move

It's been a long ass year. I went travel nursing and due to my stupidity, I actually thought I wanted to live where I traveled to. Almost moved my family up...did move my son up. But my husband hadn't gotten a job yet, so he stayed in Texas. 
After long talks, he reminded me that I'm a Southerner through and through. I would be miserable in Maine, and he knew this. He knows me better than I know myself most of the time. 
Thankfully, he didn't just say to hell with us and leave my ass. He reminded me how much I hate the cold. And it's not so much winter that I hate. I don't mind Jan and Feb being cold-that's expected. What I hate is when it's supposed to be warming up and it's not. So, here I am in June in Maine and still wearing a jacket because I'm a Southerner. What the hell was I thinking?!
I was blinded by a good job but wasn't thinking about all the other aspects of life-like family life, activities to do and what not. 
I received a big life lesson in that I remembered there is more to life than just a good job. I'm now on the countdown to moving back to Texas, where I belong. T-28 days and I will be on the 4 day drive back home. 
​I can't wait!!