I am taking a break from packing the car for vacation.  I have already spent about an hour at work tying up some loose ends and collecting things that I need to take with me to work on while I am gone.

Why is it that I feel like I can get a month’s worth of work done while I am on vacation?  I know that I won’t get to even a portion of it, if any at all, done yet I just feel compelled to take stuff with me.  I do this every summer and think to myself, “Maybe next summer I will just leave it all here.”  Maybe next summer…

But now I have got to get a shower, finish packing and get on the road.  Littleman is just hours away and I can’t wait to see him.