my bossman just approved my week’s vacation. i am so excited that i can hardly sit still. of course for my ‘vacation’ i’ll be moving, but at least i won’t have to work. god, i can’t wait. i can’t wait for it all to be done. i hate moving, packing, and all that other hookey jookey that goes with it. of course i have hardly started on any of the hookey jookey, but i still think about it all the time which is almost like doing it, right?

in other news i’m getting my haircut today at 4. i can’t decide if i should continue to grow it out (remember the impetus for growing it out was the wedding) or just go back to the short messy look. i am not equipped to make these kinds of decisions today. perhaps i’ll leave it up to abby, my haircutter.

in still other news, do you remember how i could never, ever sleep and would never ever sleep because the sleep would never come? well, i don’t know what happened to that girl who could not sleep. she has been replaced by a sleeping machine. i’m starting to get frightened by how very much i’ve been sleeping this week. i keep telling myself that it’s just my body recovering from the stress-a-thon that was last week, but part of me thinks sleeping is just another way to get out of packing.