*sigh* What a quandry. I really wanna get away from the house for awhile. I’ve pretty much been there all summer, and when I wasn’t there, I was in Louisiana, so I’ve been suffering from a lack of “me” time. The problem is, what can I do? Going somewhere is out of the question, because I have no place to go! Then there is the problem of finding a place to go, and going alone. Ick. One is the loneliest number. So I can go to Dublin, or Savannah, or Macon, all by myself. I mean, there are people at home, and I love them to death, but I need some real time away, which means away from everything. I don’t know why I am really even speculating, because come tonight, and tomorrow night, guess where I’ll be…sitting at home. Yay! Maybe I can do laundry, or clean, or eat a bottle of tylenol. Bleh.
