Last night I dreamed I had a baby boy. He looked just like my girls looked at about six months. That was no big deal - In My Dream - It was all about getting up a wacky uneven set of stairs where each stair-riser was different, from really short to five feet high, and I had to climb with the baby (in a baby backpack thing) up the stairs for the pediatricians visit. In the dream, I was thinking, "Man, why did they have to make this so freakin difficult?"
So the moral of the story may be the uphill climb this week to my vacation. For a change, I'm having NO problem with reaching Escape Velocity - I'm there, I'm ready..... only 9-1/2 hours left to work before I go (not that I'm counting)
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