Did I mention we were going on vacation? Like a real one, where I actually leave the house and don’t work…for an extended period of time? As an added bonus, I get to fly far, far away on a plane and stay someplace where other people will make my bed and prepare my meals.

When I think back to how long ago I started planning this trip (I bought our plane tickets January 2), it’s strange how, at the time, I still didn’t know when CU would be coming home from Iraq. I knew he’d be back by August, but it was just so far off.

Not that I’m keeping track, but I will be away from work and home for EIGHT DAYS. Not that I’m keeping track, but I will be THIRTY FIVE HUNDRED MILES AWAY from work and home.

I was just about to say I was going to miss my doggies terribly, but the mail lady just drove by and they both went apeshit and nearly threw themselves up against the front door barking so nah, I won’t miss them that much.