I can't imagine it's a very good sign when the prospect of surgery and the subsequent week off is as exciting as going on vacation. I think I need to put a hold on the overtime for a while.

What is actually exciting to sane people, is the two weeks of vacation after my surgery vacation. That's right, three consecutive weeks off! Camping, gardening, knitting and cleaning are a few of the things I am looking forward to. I am also looking forward to accepting treatment when offered when I call the period hot line next month. I'm pretty sure it will be offered, I just have to make sure Mr. M doesn't do his typical panic-fueled backpedal when it happens. I love all of him, even the neuroses. He'll be fine.

I will also be celebrating my twenty-eighth birthday while on holidays. That one I'm looking forward to with one part dread, two parts happiness. I like twenty-eight, it sounds like a good number. I think if I had to choose an age to stay at forever, it would be twenty-eight. Dread because we started this crazy journey when I was 25, we're getting pretty darn close to three years here. I never - even when I suspected something was wrong - would have guessed it was going to take this long. I strongly suspect I will be getting a Can.on Reb.el camera for my birthday. Good timing considering as of two weeks ago my camera is on the bottom of the Bow River after that fateful canoe trip. Still having nightmares about that one.

I guess when vacation is over, so too is our summer. This has been a great summer already, the last half can only be better.