It never changes. The more I try, the more I fall behind, or something sneeks up and kicks me in the behind. Going on vacation is supposed tp be for de-stressing isn’t it? So why is it that trying to prepare to go on vacation is always fraught with obstacles, and tons of last minute things to do? Is it ever really possible to tie up all those “loose ends” that need tying? Or is it just a useless tradition we put ourselves through to sort of make ourselves feel less guilty about all the people we are leaving behind?
TheWife and LatteGirl as I mentioned on Tuesday have been packing for two days. Me? I haven’t even thought about it yet, and have a business trip tomorrow, which leaves me getting up entirely too early on a Saturday morning, racing around to try and pack while hoping I don’t forget too much.
Why am I not doing it now? I’m not home yet. This post coming to you live from the fine New Jersey Transit system. By the time I arrive home eveybody will be asleep, thus curtailing my packing possibilities.
Earlier this week I was trying to figure out if I could get some pre-posting done. As it turns out, I couldn’t even get my regular posts done.
Anybody got a few spare hours that I buy?