Back in the States

I'm back. I made it through my last 3 weeks of international travel.
So much to think about, so much to write about.
But, I need to write tonight, not about my adventures, but about what is going to come now. What am I going to do?
Bobbie from the deli messaged me, since she saw that I was back and told me I could start tomorrow if I wanted to. Then I went in to the Dunes just to say hi, and the kids that were still there were ecstatic. They also begged me to start back there tomorrow.  I want to throw up.
I don't know what to do. I could stay for a couple weeks, but I don't have a bed. I'd have to sleep on the loveseat or on the recliner.
Should I just go and totally wing it again?
Am I really supposed to go to Louisiana?
I don't see the way. I don't know what to do.  And the pressure applied today by these people to come back to work doesn't help. It makes me want to run away. I love them, but I am not getting sucked in. But I do need money, so do I work for a few weeks? But still the problem of a bed. And the fact that it can't be long term anyhow, work runs out here the end of September.

I'm so lost.