♫ "Florida, baby. Just slip a Xanax into the tea, for me. I'm not so good on a plane. Florida, baby...."♫
.... and that's about as far as I get before something really funny happens on TV. Or Dan's phone rings because it's been doing that a lot tonight. Something about a broken furnace at one of his properties. It's too flippin' cold to have a broken furnace.
I'm pretty sure I'm going stir crazy with Kerry gone too. It honestly hadn't really occurred to me how often she and I talk/text until this past week, while she's on vacation with her family, staying busy, posting an occasional picture on Facebook but mostly probably having the (well-deserved) time of her life with her boys. I miss her though. A lot. I guess that's the downside to working with your BFF: not only do I miss her socially, but I miss her at work too. I get to miss her in two places, not just one. *sigh* I sound a little psycho, methinks.
And that concludes this evening's blog post for Day 25 of NaBloPoMo.
12 DAYS TILL FLORIDA!!!
