I realized today that at this time last year I was already planning a New Year’s getaway — and that this year we have no plans at all for any single holiday.
I also realized I really wish I was planning something fun and romantic instead of worrying about all the crap we need to get before winter sets in.
And then I realized that it’s Friday. And that even though most of the posts have sucked I’ve now done 11 in a row. And that I’m freaking sick and should just say fuck it and go take a bath and then watch Netflix and read my book and not think about anything for about 18 hours straight.
Yes. I’ll take door number three.
Happy Weekend.
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