This week seems to be lasting forever while time is flying by. I don’t even know if that’s statement makes sense, but that’s how I feel. Our vacation officially starts tomorrow evening at 5 p.m. Right now, I feel like I can reach out and almost touch the 5:00 on the clock and know that’s it there waiting for us. But at the same time, it feels like my half day on Monday was eons ago. There I go again obsessing about time.
We fly out of Albany on Sunday morning, so we’ll have all day Saturday to pack and get ready for the trip. Plus we need to drop Tom off at his Gram’s early Saturday morning, a first for him and my Mom. I think he’ll do fine, and I think my mom will as well.
In all honesty, we’ll probably be all packed in about an hour afterwards and then have nothing to do. Maybe we’ll have to make it a play night and head into Syracuse or something for supper and some recreation afterwards. Just sitting around the house will amount to nothing but boredom so we might as well make the most of it.
Tomorrow should pass by quickly, what with having to worry about the foot of snow we should wake up to in the morning and then dealing with all the related trouble calls at work. “My cordless phone isn’t working! Is there a power outage? Yes! Well that may have something to do with it.” Then we get the calls like “I want to move my phone to the other side of the living room, can you let more cable through the hole?”
I am so looking forward to this vacation. I’m ready for our little adventure. Just get here already!