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!!!