As of 5:00 this afternoon, I am on vacation for the next 11 days! woot woot! As happy as I am to type that, I am not happy about my evening plans. Since I am actually going somewhere (and there will be more about that in a later post) I have to clean my apartment. And you are probably saying, "Jessica, if you are leaving, what's the point of cleaning your apartment?" If there is one thing that my mother taught me, and honestly she has taught me more than I care to admit, it's that you don't want to have to come back from vacation to a dirty apartment. And ya, know what? She's totally right. So here I am on a Friday evening, wishing I could just sit my lazy ass on the couch and watch some movies that I DVRed. Alas, that is not going to happen.
Poor Jessica. Poor, poor Jessica.