ok, so maybe not elvis, but my mind has defiantly become vacation brain. i have extreme butterflies with the thought of getting on a plane and arriving on the opposite coast a few hours later. i have loads o work to get through here, however, vacation brain has set in and all i really feel like doing is making a list of things to pack…again…checking out more interesting places to visit…again…and calling my mom one more time to be sure its alright for her to take care of the dog for the next two and a half weeks. well she really has not choice now, shes committed and hes on his way over tomorrow night!
i spoke with my dad this weekend, i had to tell him we saw westpoint and went over the bear mountain bridge, he just loves it up there and has always said he wanted to take us. i was thinking about him the entire time. i gotta feel for him though, he is so very very frustrated with the whole house selling business. they had an open house on saturday and no one showed up. anyone interested? save my dad a coronary! plus he still is kinda homeless down in jersey and i am sure being away from my mom for weeks at a time is rather trying. granted he has the rest of his family down there including my sister, but still. will someone come and buy the thing already! (personally i blame pfizer…if it weren’t for them we would have never been out here in the first place-but then again nothing i have right now would have happened either…so that is a tough call)
so here is to my last tuesday at work for a while! must. overcome. vacation brain!