So, the trash is out, the dishes are done. All the things that were in the washer are now in the dryer. The fridge and freezer have been cleaned out and prepared for us to be gone for 2 weeks. We are packed. The house isn't clean, but it is not horribly messy.

Now, I am ready to go, and be gone from here for a while. Zen is excited. He keeps "calling" his little friends on his phone making sure they have their shoes on to go to Bennsylbania. I guess, for some reason, staying home cleaning all day really doesn't feel like much of a vacation. When we aren't here much, the house stays relatively clean. But when I am not in school (which is a culture shock anyway) it feels like I have to follow him around picking up crumbs and toys that seem to slough off of his skin.

Don't get me wrong, I love my house, and I love being in my house. But I haven't really left it in 4 days. I have the mommy version of cabin fever. It is otherwise known as I-love-you-now-get-out-of-my-face-and-go-watch-TV-for-a-while syndrome.

Aunties, Uncles, Cousins, Grandma...
We will see you soon!!!

All-most the-e-e-re

We are halfway through finals week...

I can't wait to get on that plane in about a week! I am ready for a break, and someone else to watch my child (for reasons other than my going to school). I can't wait to see my family again...

And I cannot wait to graduate, get a job, and have some semblance of a normal life. School is far too time-consuming and hectic. Don't get me wrong, I do want to do grad school, but I just need a break for a while. *A break with a paycheck that is*

One more semester... "I think I can. I think I can. I think I can."

I love you all, and Christmas can't come soon enough!
xoxo