Man. I had to work this week. Yesterday was my first day off...and a friend from home came to visit! I hadn't seen her in 2 years, so of course we spent the day with them. Today I'm here trying to finish the stupidest online graduate course in the world. Just a tip: If you're ever offered a free graduate course that is a "grant" you have to repay if you drop the class, don't do it!!! Everyone taking the class is where I am...just trying to finish it so they can get on with life. I swear, it's set up with the intent that you won't finish so the university gets to keep the grant money...and the $360 fine each student has to pay for if they don't finish. The problem is, my mind is saying, "Okay, you are leaving home in 72 hours. The only packing you have done is is medicines and cosmetics. Exactly when do you plan to do this???" Yikes! I get this way every time we do a big trip. The last 3 days before we go I am just sick. I know all will be fine once we land at SNA Monday morning. It's just getting to Monday that's the problem!