Two things: Parents’ Weekend. My birthday.
Much more excited about the first than the second. But how cool that I am off for the first time in too many years to see my baby (Restaurant Gal Daughter) on my actual birthday.
Can’t wait to get on the plane to Colorado and feel cramped amongst the hordes. Why? Because I will be sitting, zoning out, not caring!
Can’t wait to see Restaurant Gal Daughter and hug her and hug her until she’s embarrassed.
Can’t wait to have a little distance from the chaos also known as work.
And thanks again, David of the previous post’s comments, for being so straightforward and helping me clarify in my own mind, what’s up. I swear–it’s not about clearing or running!
I return Sunday night.