MouserQ
Earning My Ears
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- Jan 10, 2012
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Okay. So. Long time listener, first time caller.
I'm a 29 year old living in the upper Midwest who visited Disney World as an adult for the first time this summer (I'd been once as a kid). I went with my best friend and we spent two days in the World (MK & Epcot plus lots of swimming). After we left, I realized I'd been bitten by the Disney bug. Hard.
So I picked up a new hobby of obsessively planning a longer, more intentional Disney trip (and lurking in the shadows of the Disboards). And a secondary hobby of trying to convince my boyfriend of what a good idea that was. We're still shopping dates (I'm in grad school now, but I'll be teaching high school again in the fall, so have become beholden to a school calendar -- boo!) but I'm pretty confident that we're Florida-bound next Spring.
Here's where it gets crazy, maybe.
So I'm turning in my thesis -- the product of the last two years of my graduate school work -- on Wednesday. Like, in two days. (I should probably be working on it right now, in fact...) And the boy is out of town on business, so he won't be here to celebrate with me. And I started thinking...maybe I should go to Disney World.
Just for a day. Like, 24 hour whirlwind. Solo Disney, celebrate with the Mouse, come home, never tell my non-Disney-fied friends...
How crazy is that? On a scale of 1 to absolutely insane?
I'm a 29 year old living in the upper Midwest who visited Disney World as an adult for the first time this summer (I'd been once as a kid). I went with my best friend and we spent two days in the World (MK & Epcot plus lots of swimming). After we left, I realized I'd been bitten by the Disney bug. Hard.
So I picked up a new hobby of obsessively planning a longer, more intentional Disney trip (and lurking in the shadows of the Disboards). And a secondary hobby of trying to convince my boyfriend of what a good idea that was. We're still shopping dates (I'm in grad school now, but I'll be teaching high school again in the fall, so have become beholden to a school calendar -- boo!) but I'm pretty confident that we're Florida-bound next Spring.
Here's where it gets crazy, maybe.
So I'm turning in my thesis -- the product of the last two years of my graduate school work -- on Wednesday. Like, in two days. (I should probably be working on it right now, in fact...) And the boy is out of town on business, so he won't be here to celebrate with me. And I started thinking...maybe I should go to Disney World.
Just for a day. Like, 24 hour whirlwind. Solo Disney, celebrate with the Mouse, come home, never tell my non-Disney-fied friends...
How crazy is that? On a scale of 1 to absolutely insane?