For the first time in who knows how long, I can remember exactly what I was doing not 1 but 2 years ago today.
2 years ago today, I was eating Blueberry Betty and Geocashing in the middle of nowhere (not at the same time) to try and start contractions. Bobblehead wasn't quite as ready as I was though. MIL was running out of vacation time and was going to have to go home in 3 days if something didn't happen.
1 year ago today, we were in Iowa visiting Hubbs. We took the kids and MIL to the Steamboat Museum in the early afternoon and I think that was the same night Hubbs and Lonnie took me to my first titty bar.
And today? I am sitting at work watching the wind blow and drinking a humongous Red Bull. Strangely, MIL is with the family this year too.
My first paid vacation ever starts on Friday at 5:00 p.m. I am so excited to have a week that I can do whatever I want. Not have to worry about getting to work or getting the kids off to daycare. I can just do whatever, whenever. And still get paid for it.
I have a list of things I am going to do.
I am going to screen my calls and not answer the door. I am going to stay up late, get up like normal because of the boys but be able to take a nap if I want. I am going to get all my crap organized for a yard sale and get the State the rest of the information they need to hopefully get us on State health insurance. I am going to get my hair cut. I am going to take the boys around town and finally show them what makes our little town special to me.
Or I might not do any of it. But that is the best part of vacation. If nothing gets done, so be it! It doesn't matter.
3 weeks ago