Watching the Clock
It's approximately 22 minutes before the start of the weekend, and I can't wait. This weekend is the big trip to Sequoia, the supposed culmination of all the camping trips we had before. Yeah, yeah, this will probably sound pathetic to someone who's "been there, done that", but I'm not one of those people. I don't think I'll be able to sleep so much tonight. I've always been this way, when it's the eve of a big out-of-town trip. Come to think of it, it doesn't really matter what kind of trip it is; as long as I'm going out of town to a "major" destination, I cannot wait for it to be the next day. I'm always restless until the trip starts. And then....Me: "Are we having fun yet?"
This is my last free weekend before my parents get here. Then I'll be busy taking them around and visiting relatives and all that. Come October, I'll probably be raring to go someplace else.
posted by Cathy at
4:40 PM
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