Please, take me back home to Mississippi!

Tomorrow, I leave for an extended Memorial Day Weekend getaway.  I’m going home for a few days which I realize doesn’t sound very exciting, but I haven’t been home since Christmas.  I’ve gotten proportionately more pumped as my travel day has gotten closer.  I’ve called my mom/sister what seems like every hour just to remind them that I’m coming home.  They will probably be sick of me before I even arrive.  Needless to say, the excitement of my trip has made it quite difficult to give a damn about anything going on here in Chicago.

A few examples:

1.  Yesterday, I thought it might be a good idea to skip my morning shower (it was not).  Since I am classy, I did wash my bangs to get rid of the greasy/creased mess that wouldn’t fit in my ponytail.  Clean bangs does not offset the effects of not showering!  However, I just didn’t care, because I was leaving in just two short days.

2. I have gotten fast food for almost every meal in the past three days.  I was basically out of groceries and didn’t feel like shopping before I left town.  Gross?  Yes.  Do I care?  Nope.  (I also had another incident with a giant Diet Coke from Subway.  Basically, I squeezed it too hard and soda spewed all over me like a fountain…on the day I skipped a shower.  Still – not caring)

3.  I just found out I have to present my principal with certain data from my students Drama assessments.  Somehow, I didn’t realize exactly what form this information was supposed to presented in.  But am I stressed?  Nope.  Just something I’ll figure out next Monday when I’m back in town.

4.  I noticed that my throat was a little scratchy and my glands might be a little swollen.  Usually, I pay attention to this kind of stuff, but I’m just bee-bopping along.  Even a little cold/allergy flare up will not bring me down.

5.  Even an empty Hulu queue couldn’t diminish my mood last night!  Bring it on Mississippi.  (Now, if only I was packed!)


I’ve got Comp’ny

I have been a giddy little girl since last Saturday.  My mom and my very best friend are coming for a visit.  They are actually on the train now – even as I type – and slowly creeping up the Mississippi River.

In Mississippi, it’s Spring Break.  We won’t have Spring Break here for another two weeks.  But, I decided to take Thursday and Friday off partly because things are a little slower at work but mostly because I can!!  I’m pretty much creating my own long weekend, and I’m really excited to do some very tourist-type things that I haven’t really made time for since I moved here.  Plus, there’s just nothing like having ‘your people’ around.   Old friends are like those old sneakers you find at the back of your closet that feel so comfy you can’t remember why you would ever stop wearing them in the first place!  New friends are great, but old friends put up with your gross, smelly foot smell day after day (see how I extended the metaphor there).

Needless to say, I’ve been preparing for company.  I could have done this in small bits, but where’s the fun in that?  Better to wait until 9 p.m. the night before your guests arrive and cram all your cleaning and organizing into a few short hours.  Of course, I didn’t get to everything on my list, but as long as a certain closet door stays shut and contains the pile-o-junk lurking behind it, everything will be grand.