Tomorrow morning I'm heading to Utah for a week to visit family and spend time in Salt Lake with some friends, old and new. Packing is one of my least favorite things ever. Choosing that many outfits at once and trying to fit everything into a suitcase? Takes me way too long.
Based on the whirlwind my life has been the past several days (who am I kidding - more like months), it's going to be a really nice vacation. Clint is staying home. While he claims he is going to miss me after 25 minutes of playing his guitar at full volume, I'm betting it will actually take three days of eating baked Cheetos for dinner before he wishes I was around.