The past week (maybe longer) has been a mad rush. Every day, every minute. The only time I’ve taken a breather has been dinner at Sistah Pam’s Monday night. That was two hours of takin it easy with friends and even that seemed rushed because we were all trying to get caught up with each other and the conversation was going a hundred miles an hour. It’s been totally crazy. I’ve jumped out of bed, done a quick post and hit the day running. And now, I’m running away. DH and I are leaving for Tunica in a couple of hours. That’s a six and a half hour drive and I’m sitting here looking at my nails and thinking about being able to give myself a manicure, use my blackberry to catch up with some of you chickies and just relax. Whoo Hoo!
DH usually works from 4:30 a.m. to 2:30 p.m. four days a week. He said he was only working a half day today so I guess he’ll be home around 10:00. I need to get some clothes packed and be ready to hit the door when he gets here. I guess, even now, I don’t have time to just relax. I’d love to get my hair cut before we leave. Maybe, if I play my cards right, I can squeeze it in. So, I guess I can have a cup of coffee this morning but I can’t linger to see if it’s good to the last drop.
Yeah, now that I think about it, we’re supposed to be leaving in two hours and I have a lot to do. I’d better get off here and get packed. I’m looking forward to catching up on some blogs in the next couple of days.