6 Days and Counting

Less than a week to go, until I reach the Jersey shore. I swear I'm not coming back! I'm going to run away and become a drink girl at one of the casinos. I'll get to wear cute little uniforms (which I can now fit in) and I'll make good tips.

OK, I do dream a lot, but everyone knows that.

I'm so ready for this coming weekend. Mostly because I won't have to work Saturday and then because I'll be seeing these guys.



~does a little happy dance~

I'm to the point where I don't even care if Hurricane Dennis dumps buckets of rain on us. Which he probably will. Damn hurricanes!

Today I'm going to start the major preparations for the trip, because Monday and Tuesday I'll be working 9.5 hour days so there won't be much breathing time. But when have I had much of that lately anyhow.

Oh and speaking of no breathing time, I've got an update on the job situation. August 1 or there abouts will be my start time for the promotion. Which means sometime in August, I'll be taking a working vacation to Waco, Texas.

I can't help but say I'm nervous as hell about that.