Wednesday, May 16, 2007
After several months of not going anywhere, the Octopus and I have a slew of trips lined up for the summer. These seemed like good ideas when I booked them, but now that they're fast approaching, I'm almost just as happy to stay home. It seems so exhausting. Flying is dreadful. And vacations always end up costing a lot (especially the short ones). But I shouldn't complain. I'm happy to visit family or be in a new place. It's just the getting there that sucks.