One morning I was feeling a little bored... This is an unusual thing, I rarely feel bored. Yet this one morning, things were very slow. Time was moving at half speed (which it never does when it should). So I started thinking about the trip.
A quick calculation later and suddenly I had a solid tangible countdown going on. Not days total, rather days of work left before Iceland.
The problem with this, I quickly realized, was that the count was freaking long. At that point I had 94 shifts to work.
94!
23.5 weeks.
Probably a little early to start my count.
So each day, when I got in to work, I'd knock another notch off the countdown. The same way a prisoner marks down, day after day, ticks on the cell wall to count the days.
Today though, I'm happy to say the count is actually at a reasonable number.
30.
The home stretch.
Just over 7 weeks until our next adventure begins.
Am I looking forward to it? Do ya think?
1 comment:
You're going to have SUCH a fabulous time!!!!
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