It’s official. As of 3:15 this afternoon (that’s an odd time, but I had a hard time getting all my stuff done and leaving on time) I am on vacation. I don’t have to be back at work until April 15th. In 4 days I leave for Savannah. And I have a to-do list a mile long, most of it involving cleaning and laundry. Why do I feel such a compulsion to have a clean house whenever I leave on a trip? Anyone else have this issue? Tonight I cleaned the kitchen. I even mopped the floor. Good times.
However, tomorrow I’m taking a break from the drudgery and going to the movies with my mom. We have plans to see In Bruges, so at least I’ll have something a little more entertaining to blog about tomorrow. We hope.