Today is my last day of work. Yippee! I will not be checking my voicemail or email from San Diego and will happily forget that my job performance hinges on stuff that happens even when I am not in the office.

I will be in San Diego December 24-January 3. I will definitely be blogging from there, but photos of fun stuff might have to wait until I make it back to Kansas City. Unless Memo wants to help me figure out how to do that kind of thing.

There's going to be a baby shower while I'm there and that will certainly be weird. We have two baby outfits living at our house (courtesy of Auntie Sarah), but that's about it for the baby stuff. I know that now is time to start preparing, but I'm kind of not ready yet. As much as I am tired of being uncomfortable, I was kind of wondering if the baby could be, say, six weeks late so that I could get through next semester's final exams first. Then I will totally have time to shop for baby furniture.

Oh, but maternity leave. My measly five days off work seem like a cruel preview of the bliss that will be twelve weeks away from work.

Well, I must get ready to go. It's my last day before vacation. I have to at least pretend that my brain isn't already in California.