Leaving *very* early tomorrow morning (read: 6:30AM) for Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. I feel like I should be more excited than I am. Regardless, it'll be a good time - I just feel bad for leaving home and taking off for a week and being completely unproductive. The next week will be filled with beautiful beaches, the best lemonade in the world, warm weather, and two gorgeous hotels. I really have no right to complain. Hell, I'll be reading all day everyday on the beach and I'll be listening to the waves crash against the rocks when I'm falling alseep - two of my most favorite things.
No complaints. Nope. None.
Still, I look forward to being home again curled up in pajamas and watching movies. And that's ok too.