I appear to be lapsing back into my working late ways...I was at work until 8pm tonight and last Friday too. Yes, I know. I really need to get a life. At least I'm not working through lunch. And the sad thing is, I tend to really get into a file around 5:30pm, 1/2 hour before I'm scheduled to go home. I lose track of time then and end up working way too late (though working until 8pm really isn't the norm for me). Anyway, I am just hoping not to get sucked back into the depths of the stress cyclone. I do not want to relive January! And I really need to keep on top of my loans so that I don't fall behind when I'm on vacation in April.
That's right. I am taking a vacation. 6 whole consecutive days! (Okay, so two are a weekend, but still!) Woo hoo! Yeah, I obviously need this vacation. Can you tell? Anyway, I'm flying out to Atlanta right before Easter for my godson's Christening (if I'm still to be his godmother...for all I know my friends have changed their minds - I'll find out won't I? At least I'm still invited, so that's good!) and staying until the Tuesday after. It should be fun - I haven't seen these friends since Christmas and I've never been to Atlanta. Okay, that's a lie. I've been through Atlanta - but my stays have always been confined to the airport. (And I'm staying with my friends, who live in Marietta.) So, I'm excited. Yay!
Of course, two days after I booked my flight and dropped my huge wad of cash on the tickets, I decided to tell my Dad about my plans (he asked if anything was going on, so I told him). Come to find out, Dad has about 100,000 frequent flyer miles with United that he needs to use before losing, and he would have gotten me a flight for free. Why didn't I even think to ask him first?? (Okay, here's why - it didn't even cross my mind that he would still have any miles left since he doesn't travel like he used to before he retired. Also, even when he travelled all the time, I always felt like I was being greedy if I asked him to get me a flight for free. If he offered, it was a totally different story.) AND, what was I thinking being all independent and all?
Um, so that being said, anyone want any out of town visitors? Just kidding (unless you live somewhere really awesome...)
My friend Jodie finally had her baby - Cooper Alexander (last name omitted) - on Saint Patrick's Day at about 12:35 am. She ended up having an emergency C-section, and both mother and baby are recovering in the hospital. I'm not sure when the baby is going in for his surgery, but am still offering up my prayers for his health and strength. Keep sending those positive vibes! :)