Let's see.
In...
...about an hour, I am meeting friends at a place with really good desserts.
...the morning, I will begin a full day of moving-related chores. Post office, UHaul place, storage unit, etc. But I also get to see more friends and possibly something really cool (but more on that if it actually happens).
...another day, I'll finish the last-minute errands. Drop off cable box, etc. After the errands are done, I'll have lunch with another friend, then get on the road.
...less than a week, I'll be in Virginia.
...about 2 weeks, I'll have finished or be about to finish a government-related temp job and helping my mom redecorate/rearrange her house.
...3 weeks, be checking the clock every 5 seconds, change my outfit 93 times, and generally drive everyone around me insane while I pace around and wait for The Boy's plane to arrive.
...about a month, attend the wedding of one of my best friends, and be in the company of my date, whose skirt* may be shorter than mine.
*yes, I know a kilt is not exactly a skirt, but I wasn't raised in Scotland, so the thought is kinda funny to me, despite The Boy looking really hawt in it. Don't kick my ass.
