Last full day tomorrow. Nothing big planned, swinging down by the brewery to get some beer to take home, hit the beach, pack the car.
Gonna try to get out of here as early as possible to try and get back to NoVa before Friday rush hour starts in earnest.
Even if I hit the lottery, I gotta go home, cause Target has apparently regressed in the time I was away and doesn’t want to come out of the basement, even for dinner.
The kitchen is straightened up, most of the fridge emptied, and my room no longer looks like a surf shop exploded in it. If I had to right now, I could probably have the car totally packed in well under 30 minutes. So much easier to pack to go home than it is to pack to get here in the first place.
One very smart thing I did this year was to bring a laundry basket w/ all the towels and sheets in it. My suitcase will now have all my clean stuff that’s left, and the laundry basket will just have all the stuff that is gonna go straight to the basement when I get home. Yes, I will remember that little detail again next year.
Watching another fireworks show from the deck about 2 blocks south of here, plus can see bits of one about 6 blocks south. For all the signs they’ve got about it being illegal, there is apparently zero enforcement of the ordinances.
Gonna go read and hit the rack - didn’t sleep for shit last night, getting keyed up about going back. (Most people can’t get all relaxed until the end of their vacation - I work in reverse.)
