It’s been a rough day, you guys (not to mention a rough week). I’m allergic to our new kitten, who was sick last week and ended up passing her virus along to one of the other cats. So I’ve spent a good portion of today moving furniture and tackling Mercutio and wrestling with him so as to get two different meds down his throat. This while partially comatose due to the Benadryl I’ve been taking (with some Xanax thrown in for good measure at the especially trying times). Plus I managed to squeeze in a doctor’s appointment (for me), a post office run, and seven new posts over at MM. Now I’m making my way through a pint of Ben & Jerry’s Karamel Sutra because, really, I need me some comfort food.
I think I need a vacation.
I’m thinking Portland, Oregon. Or a Disney cruise. Or a road trip through the southwest. Or a return trip to Graz, Austria. Let’s daydream a little bit. Where would you disappear to if given half the chance?
I just had a mini-vacation in the south of France and it was beautiful! It was a much needed break from the hordes of people and crappy weather of London. So I’d go back there – or anywhere else on the Mediterranean.