Has officially set in.
I don’t know how I’m going to get any work done. I don’t have much work left to finish up, but I’m having trouble focusing on anything. This morning, it was almost 8 and Zach still wasn’t out of bed, I poked my head in our bedroom and he said,
“I’m sick of going to work.”
My thoughts exactly.
This is where I will be starting on Sunday:
Our house is somewhere along that beach.
That’s all I have for today! Hopefully the next blog post will be Sunday night, when I can share some real photos once I arrive.
Question of the Day:
What’s the most beautiful beach you’ve been on?