No, not her.
Ten pounds lighter, maybe? (I wish.)
Ten years old? Nope. Multiply that by 5 actually. (Five - Ohhhh my goodness...)
That's right, you heard me. Ten freakin glorious days without having to be at work. You know, that place where I hang out 12 hours a day and some how manage to get paid for doing it.
Vacation, all I ever wanted. Vacation, have to get away.
Starting tomorrow morning, the only thing I need to do is whatever I want to do. Stay here. Go away. Sleep all day. Dance all night. Whatever.
Will there be a post everyday for ten days on the blog? Stay tuned.
I am famous for getting into all kinds of trouble when I have nothing but time on my hands. (This is why SM insists I go to work everyday. He keeps a wary eye on me when I have time off. Plus I tend to spend more $$ on the projects I start @;) And if I'm creating all kinds of trouble here that means I might have something to blog about.
Then again, it might mean ten days of nothing but crickets chirping. Time will tell. After all I do have 240 hours to fill.
Or 14,400 minutes.
Or 864,000 seconds till I have to be back at work.
Sounds like a lot doesn't it?
Ha! It'll be over too soon, it always is.
So I apologize now if I wake you up with my big "YIPPEE" tomorrow morning. I'm sure the dogs will have me up by 5am.
Then again...maybe I'll sleep in.