Thursday Thursday Thursday!

So, come (duh) Thursday, I am off.

I am be-licensed. The van is fixed. Groceries are bought. Dog vest is obtained (and adorable!). I've even started packing, and this is coming from a guy who, around midnight the night before I'd leave for an eight-week tour, would say, "Oh, I guess I should probably think about packing. I should probably do laundry, too," and then would get down to the business of drinking more before the van left in the morning. I've got more loose ends to tie up tomorrow, and then pub quiz to do, but come Thursday, I am the hell out of Colorado and en route to Winnie. Weather, you know, permitting.

Funny thing about that: I called up to McArdle's today to ask if they could plow the forest road and the driveway up to the cabin—a service they'll apparently provide—and the owner Craig surprised me by saying, "The road's completely clear. We haven't had a whole lot of snow at all." This, when the Twin Cities got about eight inches of snow last week. It might be less wintry than I'd thought.

Anyway, it's happening. And soon.