I’m already tired of winter, and it isn’t even winter yet. I have a picture on my desk of Cinderella’s Castle in the background and all the Red Sox balloons in the foreground, and it is depressing the hell out of me. I guess that’s a sign of an excellent vacation. I can’t think of anything I would have changed, if you can believe it. Well, I think maybe I would have tried to be better about writing in my journal, but that’s not really vacation-specific.
Man, was it only three weeks ago that we were having breakfast in Norway with the Princesses? I could go for some of those cheesy potatoes right about now. And some sunshine.
*sigh*
