9 days to go

Friday was my last day at work, and I have this week to move everything back to my mom's place and pack.  The alarms that would usually wake me up this morning were blaring invitations to just keep sleeping, and around noon I woke up in the middle of a dream where mangoes were rolling off the roof.  It was just rain.  Depressed by the lack of mangoes, I reached over and grabbed my iPhone, and checked Facebook, Twitter, Buzz, Gmail, and HuffPost before getting out of bed.  I suppose that I'll need to break that habit pretty soon; on the other hand, I'm pretty sure mangoes may be easier to come by.