Las Vegas was a bust. I went home last Saturday after working there for a week. It was probably me that was busted more than anything. I was just ready to go home. So I packed up my car, drove to St. George to have some lunch with my Grandparents and drove the remainder of the way back to Salt Lake City. It was a long day of driving.
When I pulled into the driveway at home my brothers were out front. They helped me unload the car and move everything inside. Then I got back into the car to surprise my girlfriend. I'd neglected to tell her I was coming home early. She was so happy to have me home. I sure was happy to finally be home.
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