Countdown...

And now, it's the opposite end of the spectrum. I fly home tomorrow night, so now I feel like I should be counting down...

But that's the wrong attitude. Let's instead focus on the fun stuff like...

Waking up naturally, rather than by an alarm. YAY!

Pretty maniucred toes and chair-massages that get the worst of the kinks out of your neck.

Johnny's Pizza.

Hugs from friends that aren't just that courtesy hug, but are the kind of hug that lasts several seconds--y'know, that kind of hug.

Getting to spend time with your very first real friend from Athens. Plus Gyro Wrap. Plus going shopping for comics books and stopping by Junkman's whatever...

Which means you are now caught up on Buffy Season 8. (And note to self: Check on the big float frames as a possible framing scheme...)

Cornhole. And good friends. And good wine. (Although perhaps the Athens vernacular is "throwing bags." I heard that tonight, to which I was like "huh?" when people started to get moving. I was so very confused. Finally the translation of "cornhole" was offered and then I knew exactly what was going on.)

Getting to have Corey cook dinner. I got so spoiled when he & Yancey lived with me because Corey was chef every night. Tonight felt like those days.

Imaginiff...(I think I spelled that right.) Seriously, that is a really fun game to play with people.

Rocky road ice cream. Yum.

And the most important thing is: I'll be back again next month.