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The count down is going. My vacation is coming. I'm excited, but unfortunately, my joy is being somewhat dampened by the potentially many days it will rain. I know, I know, forecasts aren't all that accurate when they're a ton ahead of time. As it is, I'm trying to look a week into the future and see what the weather will be doing in NH where we'll be and it doesn't look good. But who knows? Maybe it will be fine. Maybe the rain will happen at night and give us the day. Maybe the system will miss us. I hope so. Either way, I'm hiking those 2 mountains that are left. Even in the rain. Not thunderstorms, but rain. I've done so before and I'll do it again. I'm itching for it.
My sisters and one of my cousins have already sort of started the party. Some of them are going to the beach today and they'll continue throughout this week with other forms of merriment. Makes me wish I could take more time off. I should just be happy with what I get.
Work is busy, but it makes me feel like I'm earning my vacation even more. Granted, I'm sure I've earned this vacation given what the winter and fall were like. I keep busy here. Period.
I've started packing and that makes me happy. Thursday I'll be going to my parents' house with Gabe and Friday we set out for the north. I want to live there. I love it out there. I sometimes find myself wishing Dartmouth had admitted me so I could have maybe gone there for undergrad and enjoyed NH's beauty. But then I think, "Gabe wouldn't have been at Dartmouth. And that is a very sad fact." I guess mom is right, everything works out in the end.
My sisters and one of my cousins have already sort of started the party. Some of them are going to the beach today and they'll continue throughout this week with other forms of merriment. Makes me wish I could take more time off. I should just be happy with what I get.
Work is busy, but it makes me feel like I'm earning my vacation even more. Granted, I'm sure I've earned this vacation given what the winter and fall were like. I keep busy here. Period.
I've started packing and that makes me happy. Thursday I'll be going to my parents' house with Gabe and Friday we set out for the north. I want to live there. I love it out there. I sometimes find myself wishing Dartmouth had admitted me so I could have maybe gone there for undergrad and enjoyed NH's beauty. But then I think, "Gabe wouldn't have been at Dartmouth. And that is a very sad fact." I guess mom is right, everything works out in the end.