Well, That Explains It!

In case I haven't mentioned it, and I don't think I have, I'm heading out on vacation soon (long overdue, I'm sure some of you would say!).

It's not so much a vacation as it is a library conference and a several days' long visit to the Corral, but the point is that I won't be at work for over a week.

Over the last few days, I've been just a little bit crazy trying to get everything together before I go, and, for some inexplicable reason, also trying to clean my apartment from top to bottom. Because that's what I do before I go out of town. I clean.

Today is my last day at work this week, and I've been counting down the hours, blissfully pondering how long it's been since my last week-long vacation.

Oh, a few months?

No, TWO AND A HALF YEARS.

I've taken a long weekend here and there, or a few days off at the holidays, but a whole week?? Not in over two years! How on EARTH have I let this happen?

No wonder I'm a bit panicky.

Or maybe it's just me and my need to make sure that not one single moment lacks entertainment. Books? DVDs - better check that my newly resurrected computer has the DVD software on it. Music? iPod loaded and charged! Magazines...hmm...have to pick the ones I don't mind leaving behind...

And then the wardrobe questions. Oh, the wardrobe questions. You see, I need the dress for the family wedding in the corral. I need "business casual" clothes for the conference. I need clothes that will prevent me from melting into a little puddle when faced with the hot, hot Oklahoma air.

In fact, when asked by my supervisor what I was looking forward to most at the conference, I told her, in all honesty, that I was most focused on what shoes to wear when I meet Orson Scott Card.

Of course, the biggest concern of all time, when, oh when, will I have time to paint my toenails?

In the whole scheme of things, that's what matters most, right?