After a brief reprieve from the duties of life, I have again joined reality. It was a difficult decision to make. You see, I'm a Sagittarius and have a NEED to roam. I would have loved staying GONE but eventually the bills stacked up, phone messages accumulated and the ex-hubbie and "the man's" ex-wife started acting up. (I swear they do this in tandem to double the pleasure of it all.)
One of "the man's" brothers and his wife came to visit from Minnesota on Thursday night. This is what precipitated my reality vacation. They are nice and friendly "don't cha know", "yah, you betcha".
After a whole day of cleaning the house "Cinderella" style before they arrived, we decided to take many*rooood (*Minn. accent) trips. This, in fact, serves two purposes. It maintains the pristine new cleanliness that your house has, and secondly, it distracts them from getting too relaxed and wanting to stay longer.
We literally went from Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood to Cannon Beach in *twoooo days. After staying up late, drinking LOTS (including *Limoncelloooo) and putting about 800 miles on the car we safely delivered them back to the airport from which they came, breathed a sigh of relief, got a little "Saturday night" and took a well deserved nap.
Now I'm forced to ask: "Who's making dinner?" "What do you mean we have no groceries?"
Ok...I promise I'll come back to reality when we have some *foooood.