I know I'm not supposed to say things like this, seeing as how I'm 25 years old and have a lot of years of hard work ahead of me, but I really need the vacation I'm about to go on. Seriously. Need it.
Between my husband studying for and taking the bar and me working 60 hour weeks since late July for a summer program, I cannot wait to sit on the beach and read books without a pen in my hand. No margin notes! That's my motto. (We'll see if I can stick to it.)
My bulging belly (moreso each day, I think) may pose something of a transportation issue on this 15-hour drive to South Carolina, but I'm determined to make it all work out. My doc did say I need to stop every couple hours to walk around, so that 15 hours will probably be 17. Still worth it.
I'm horrendous at taking pictures, but I made it a goal to get better at it when I found out I was pregnant, so we'll see if I can take some to post when I get back.