Starting tomorrow, I’ll be off for 2.5 weeks, housesitting for dearheart and her fiancee while they zip halfway around the world so she can suck up to her future mother-in-law (kidding! I’m sure there’s no sucking up necessary!).
Although I won’t be far from home, I don’t plan on returning to my apartment to replenish supplies after I leave for work tomorrow morning until sometime Saturday afternoon.
Do you think I’ve packed yet? HAH. Of course not.
I have high hopes of getting to sleep at a decent hour for once, and packing in the morning.
Instead I’ll probably go to bed way too late, sleep in later than I want to, and throw stuff together haphazardly, hoping I didn’t forget my toothbrush or clean underwear.
This is how I keep life exciting people. But don’t try this at home – I’m what you’d call a professional.