I kind of zoned out/went on auto-pilot this morning while I was driving to work — so much so that I followed the car in front of me into the left-turn lane, even though I needed to go another block before I turned left. I snapped out of it just in time to get back in the lane I needed, but it made me happy that vacation starts at 4:30 this afternoon. (Well, okay, 5 p.m., since I was running my customary thirty minutes late.)
Anyhow, I don't have what one would call exciting plans, but I have plans for my time off. Saturday I'll be at a game watch party for my Ohio University Bobcats when they appear in the New Orleans Bowl. (Memo to OU football team: You can hit Bourbon Street after the game. You already looked like you were sleepwalking through the Kent State game, and you certainly don't need to be hungover for this one!)
Sunday afternoon is reserved for making cookies with my cousins' kids. I've been instructed to bring my camera — apparently my mom's old 35mm has bit the dust.
On days that have yet to be determined, I'm going to visit my sister for a bit, plus get together with some old friends while we are in roughly the same geographical area.
I may or may not be working on some freelance projects — right now I'm too fried from my day job to say yes to a possible assignment that was offered to me yesterday, but I think I should say yes because I'll need something to do in the twenty-three hours a day that I'm not watching The Price Is Right.
So, yeah: Add some reading, crafting, and Web surfing, and that's my pretty much agenda for the foreseeable future. Woo hoo!