10 days.

The next week and a half will probably be the longest of my life. Longer than my last week and a half of classes (ever). Longer than the week and a half before the wedding. Longer than the week and a half before coming out to college. LONG. Because in 10 days, I (we) will be on my (our) way to my happiest place on Earth. Also known as this place:

We're going on a cruise!!! 

And all I can think about are flip flops and swimsuits and shorts. And I just want to go shopping for summer clothes! So the husband took me shopping tonight. He was all thoughtful and decided we needed to celebrate being done with finals. (YAY! for being done with finals!). Or maybe it was because he felt guilty after I made a side-comment that we'd done a lot of shopping for him lately. And to add to my anxiousness to get out of town, a cold front came in tonight and I just want to be somewhere really, really warm! 

10 days. Just 10 days. 

Well 10 days til Texas, which is almost the same thing. So officially 12 days to sail!