...in two days. Woo hoo.
Soon I will be lazing around the house going mental. Can't wait.
If I'm not lying around on the sofa playing video games, I'll be staring at my STAPLES in my throat. Yeah, I'm excited.
Ah, the joys of surgery.
But at least I'll be away from Weasel Central for WEEKS! I can forget that I have a job & still mysteriously get paid. I can lie about in scandalous PJs and not worry about breaking the archaic dress code.
I won't have helper monkeys asking me the same question a billion times. I don't have to be polite to anyone (except my gal and the cats). I don't have to answer the phone or return "urgent" emails. Oh my gawd, I'm so excited I could pee!
Hopefully I'll be able to sleep. This insomnia thing is starting to get old. I'm starting to get little kid cranky.
Pray for Mojo.