Hello, Monday

One day down, four more until vacation.

Have I mentioned this? I'm headed to Hawaii for the next two weeks with my folks. It was originally supposed to be a somewhat bigger family trip, including my aunt and uncle that live nearby and maybe their kids, but in the end it's just us. Which is cool.

I'm actually more than a little anxious about this. First, there's all the damn flying. Sunday I fly back to Chicago. I have a day and a half there, and then Tuesday I spend like nine hours in the air with a brief layover in California. We're in Honolulu for five days, then there's a turbo prop plane involved in our transfer to Maui. Where we stay for another five days, and then I leave Hawaii on that Friday. Because I figured I should be home a couple of days to deal with the jet lag.

But get this - here's my trip home. So, Friday morning at like nine-ish, I get back on the flying tin can and go back to Oahu. Then around 1 I get on a plane back to the mainland. I spend four or so hours crossing the ocean, and then have a seven hour layover on the left coast. Fortunately, I also have friends there, so they're planning to whisk me away for a bit. But then I go back to the airport, and somehow spend nearly seven hours (according to the airlines. I mean, but....really?) flying the red eye back to the Chi. And then, I bum around that airport for about four hours and catch yet another damn plane back to NC.

I'm never going to see my luggage again...

But, meanwhile, I have a crapton of stuff to do between now and then. I haven't even located my suitcase, much less pack it. I realized today that it's probably going to be a lot warmer in Hawaii, and I'm not sure I really know where my lighter clothes are right now. I have books to buy and have to locate some sunscreen and I really wish I'd thought to buy a swimsuit this summer when stores were actually selling them. And I'm actually quite anxious about not being at work for a whole two weeks, despite the fact that I'm leaving them in good hands. And I'm still working on finding a place for Ms. Mags.

Meanwhile...I was driving out of the parking deck tonight, and was like, oh, well, at least today wasn't a very long day.

And then I looked at the clock, and did the math, and realized that I'd pulled in to the same parking deck almost exactly 11 hours earlier.

::sigh....::