Perhaps it has lost its sparkle because instead of sleeping until noon and then laying by the pool, I now find myself there for a week at a time merchandising trade show booths, attending meetings, and working 12 hour days. Or perhaps it is simply because it is dirty and disgusting and a down right immoral place of filth, yeah it’s probably any combination of the latter.
I was so excited to get on my plane home last night I actually ended up at the airport a full two and a half hours before my flight, go figure! Upon arriving back in Los Angeles I appreciated every little comfort of home with as much excitement as a little kid.
Happy to be home, happy it’s Friday, just happy!