Today is technically Thursday, but it's my Friday. At 2:30 this afternoon, I will pack up my files and pens, highlighters and other secretarial paraphernalia, sprint through the door and head for Billy's house. Once I am there, we will toss our shared suitcase into the car and make our way to Newark, NJ where we will catch a plane destined for Florida. Once we are there, we will alternately drink, take naps, and eat. I think there are plans to leave the room, but I'm not going to assume anything.
Now, I have heard that there is a tropical storm threatening to get in the way of the tan lines Billy so hopes I'll be getting on our four day stay in Orlando, but I'm not letting that put a damper on my mood. This is part long-overdue-relaxing-getaway for him, part extended-birthday-celebration for me, and part plain-ol-good-time for both of us. My sinus infection is making a slow but sure exit, I get to spend four days of uninterrupted time with my amazing boyfriend, and I'll be sleeping in a state that is not Pennsylvania for the first time since February; To say I'm excited would be a drastic understatement.
So I'll be back to work, and back to blogging on Tuesday (cross your fingers that the cable company will finally correctly install our internet at home in my absence), and in the time between then and now, I'll be stretched out in the Florida heat, sipping vodka-based drinks and pretending that I lead a life of leisure.
See you Tuesday!