I took today off work so that I can pack, straighten up the house, and deposit Miss T with my parents.  However, for the last several days I’ve been lamenting how hard it will be to get anything done with her underfoot.  Folding laundry is a near-impossible task with her around to “help”, and she pulls out so many toys I would never get things cleaned up.  Not to mention the nightmare that would be loading up the car.   Then right before I left work yesterday, I was chatting with (read: giving instructions to.  Hi, Clark W. Griswold!!) a coworker and suddenly I had a realization – just because I took the day off doesn’t mean the daycare is closed, idiot!  TAKE HER TO SCHOOL.  GOD.  In the immortal words of Homer J. Simpson, I am so smart, S-M-R-T.

Even though we don’t leave on our vacation until tomorrow morning, obviously my brain checked out yesterday.

And today, I am having a hard time getting motivated to do anything.  So I am writing this instead of doing laundry or packing or anything else that would actually be productive.  But in my defense, I can’t pack my clothes because N hasn’t yet given me the weather report for our destination.  I could be packing Miss T’s clothes/toys/various accoutrements, or doing the dishes in the sink, or even taking the dog to the kennel but um, I’m not.  FAIL.  I always do this right before a trip, it’s like I’m subconsciously trying to make the pre-trip excitement and anticipation go as far as possible.

Okay, really.  I have got to get off my ass and do something.  Anything!  I know!  I’ll go buy a couple of iTunes gift cards and get my iPod ready for the flight.

I’ll probably try and post from the airport tomorrow morning to reveal the destination.  (Because I am sure you are all on pins and needles.  Or maybe that is just me.)  Stay tuned…