counting minutes
Yep, am still here waiting for the van...The van that will, hopefully, take me away and bring me to a blissful and stress-free weekend getaway.
I am hoping against all hope everything will turn out okay. Not perfect. Okay is fine with me at this point.
I'm not expecting a romantic getaway, given the bitch that's coming along with us.
But nonetheless, it's still a beach getaway and that pretty much sums it up.
I am way stressed for this outing, to think that it's just for the weekend. Am also wondering what I have been quite uptight with myself with regard to all the planning.
Probably because I'm a strong believer that when a plan is set and made, you see it through no matter what. It cannot be called a plan when it's not like that right?
Oh well, be leaving in a while. Wish me luck...
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