Happy Saturday blog tribe. I’m happy to report, I didn’t actually dump my boyfriend. I feel like I was temporarily thrust into one of those icky dating things where people act like dickbags but then have to wash it out of their hair and deal with their feelings.
In other news, I’m getting ready to go away. I need to get out of winter, it’s bullshit. The light is beautiful, which makes it even more bullshit – because out the window seems like a glowing wonderland of exploration, then you go outside and your face falls off.
I leave for vacation in two weeks. I’m going to the Bahamas for ten days. That basically means that my brain is checked out, I’m in holiday mode. When a vacation is close enough for me to taste, I usually shut down right around now.
I’m looking forward to taking a blank notebook, stack of pens, designer sunnies and new swimsuit onto a big boat where I’ll float around for awhile and watch some time pass. And THEN when I get back the real countdown begins. The countdown to Australia.
One of my best friends is getting married, I’m beyond stoked that I can be at the wedding. Plus it will kick off my adventure back to the land down under. I’ve loved being in Manhattan, but like I always said – I came here on a five year plan that’s starting to round up.
Damn, that went quick.