Homesick at home

I miss my bed already. I'm home and that feels good but I have friends staying from out of town. The same friends I stayed with in Vancouver. They're great people but I think I was built to live alone. I can't wait to get my apartment and my bed back. I know I'll miss them when they leave and the apartment will feel weird and empty. But I'm still uncomfortable.

I have to go see my supervisor tomorrow morning. I can't remember what he wants me to do anymore. It has been a while since I talked to him and he changed his mind a few times in between. I'm hoping he will have time to look at my data summary as well. I have no idea what I'm doing. As usual. Grad school is hard.