What good is having a countdown if I can’t remember what day # I’m on?
I’m only thinking of this as I experience the things I experience here at work… Not necessarily the pleasurable things… But things nonetheless. I sometimes wonder if I miss them…
Nope, don’t think I will.
I need to order my desk. I see a nice one on Walmart.com
Yes? Yes?? Methinks yes.
Oh and the other joy is not necessarily waking up extra early at the pre-crack of dawn to prepare for work. I still could, but the point is NOT LEAVING THE HOUSE…. or just continue sleeping for another hour or two. Woot! I can’t wait.
I really. Really. Can’t. Wait.
(Oh yeah… 26 days…)