Today officially marked the end of my last weekend at home before I leave for Paris; thus, I was the one who got to choose where I wanted to have one last "hoorah" with the family. And where else would I want to spend it? (Hint below)
And though it wasn't sunny the whole time, we were still able to catch some rays. Besides, who cares if it rains at Lake Burton?
a. In my opinion, there's always basically a 60% chance that it will rain there on any given day, so to not expect it is setting yourself up for disappointment.
b. Even if it does rain, you can sit on the porch and read or snuggle up for a movie. I'm not complaining.
Going up there made me realize how much I'll miss it over the next few weeks. At the same time...I'm going to Paris. So I'm not that sad.
Also, be prepared for a blog post about the chaotic packing (that has yet to be started) in the next couple days. It will be yet another form of procrastination as I try to avoid packing for 6 weeks in one suitcase. What a joke...