Yes and no.

It is 8 days till my vaca and I think about it and smile.

BUT.

I have a lotta stuff to do before I go and that kinda keeps a lid on my excitement.

I am working every day 'cept on the weekend right up until the time I leave. So I work till 4pm on May 9th, dash home, feed the Crew et al, grab a shower and plunk my fluffy Canadian arse in the car by 5pm so hubby can drive me to the airport for an arrival by 6pm.

Flight leaves about 8pmish.

*makes a mental note to check for departure*

This weekend is packed with bonding kinda stuff

Meeting my friend Voula in her village for our bimonthly lunch on the Danforth (Greek food, downtown Toronto).

Scarper back home and clean the house a bit *as if*, prepare foody type things for the girl and her beau. Dinner's at 5.

The life I lead can be a bit surreal at times.

But, it is my life and I wouldn't change a thing.

:>>

Ta.