If I had anything to say, this would be a good time to write. All the football games are over (except the Sunday night game, and who cares?). It's quiet in the house, and prematurely dark. It's even drizzling out there, so I'm not the least bit tempted to leave the comfort of home.
It occurred to me this morning that this might be my last chance to sleep in for maybe three weeks. For the next two weekends I'll be on vacation, and then there's a whole week of work before the following weekend. I suppose I could sleep late on the ship, but then I'd be missing something. I don't intend to miss anything, especially anything that's either free or already paid for.
My plan is to spend as little as possible on myself while I'm gone. I've been paying bills ahead of time, as much as I could, and looking over my financial situation has made me a little squeamish about money. With the holidays coming up, I'm going to have to prioritize.
After all, this will be the first time in many years that there are small children in the family. The adults might not get as much from me as they would otherwise. I'm sure they won't mind, since my presents are notoriously lame anyway. They'll get even lamer if I spend all my time (and money, as far as it goes) on the little ones.
If I come home from the cruise with a lot of trinkets I don't need, I'll be surprised. I won't be surprised if I come home with a boatload of great memories and a full cargo of photos to share. I don't doubt that I'll be glad to be home, two weeks from today, and I know for sure I'll have a ton of work to catch up on, but I'm determined not to let any of that spoil the time I have away from it all.