Soon I’ll be on vacation. Like a real vacation from work where I’m not off guarding things or pretending to be on vacation to just stock up comp time for later. No, I’ll be on a real vacation: away from here, away from the computer (sort of, I’ll probably hit the library a few too many times), and away from email (that’s going to kill me).
It’ll be good. I’ll get to bake, knit, shop, relax, watch cheesy 80’s movies until my eyes ache, and just have a jolly good time.
BUT vacation doesn’t happen yet. I have to wait a few more days.
I think my mind is already gone though.