I think this is probably cheating.

I
AM
HOME.

Possibly the only time I've ever been this happy to be in my beloved Bachelor No. 2 was on my first night here. And I know for a fact that Rachel the cat has never, I mean never, been so happy to have me hanging around and doing distressing things like WALKING and CARRYING OBJECTS and GETTING ICE OUT OF THE FUCKING FREEZER WHY MUST YOU TORTURE ME WHY. She is on the chair back right now, purring loudly and chewing on my hair. She says hello.

And so do I. Hello from home.