Dave: Back to normal

It happened on Wednesday night. I slept through the whole thing, and I think Shane did as well, but when we woke up, we were ourselves again. The first thing I did was put my hands in my pants, to welcome an old friend. Shane was in his bed, and I could see him running his hands over his flat chest. We danced around, high fived, and cheered, which was in contrast to the yells of shock and despair that we heard coming from other rooms.

The first thing I did was pee, and to be able to put that seat up and stand again almost made me cry. We gathered our belongings and wrote our letters, just in case something went wrong and Chris and Sylvia didn't make it back. As soon as we were done, we left the inn. There were still a few days left on our reservation, but we really wanted to just get out of there. I don't know if there is any chance we would be transformed again, but we weren't taking any risks. When we got to the airport, we managed to book a last minute flight back to Indy, paying far too much. I don't think either of us cared, though.

Now we're back at home, going back to our lives, and I'm very motivated to try to make things better. I realise now that I'd been existing more than living in my original life, and I really need to repair some relationships to make things better. I'll take a few days first to just take stock, and then reopen my business and get back to work on Monday.

Maybe I'll give you guys an update to let you know how things worked out in a few months, but I don't know if there'll be much to report, so this could be the last post from me.

It's certainly been an experience I won't forget...