One more week. Four more days of work. Six and a half more days. Seven more nights.
It’s so weird. I’m the worst procrastinator ever, so I haven’t really started packing. Got some boxes tonight. Put some books in a couple of them. Might do some more of that tonight, but I think most of it’s going to happen on Saturday. Then packing the truck on Monday, and heading down there Monday afternoon.
I must say I am really, really looking forward to the couple of weeks after I get down there and before school starts. I have a few minor things to do, but mostly, it’s going to be a nice break from working 9-5. I think I will have an Alfred Hitchcock marathon. The 39 Steps, Shadow of a Doubt, Notorious (except I don’t have it), Rear Window, North by Northwest, Psycho, and The Birds. Yes. I will do this.