It's due time for a vacation.

Tomorrow morning I will board a plane to Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. I will then soak my life in eight days of sun and fun. I will not check my email. I will not answer my phone. I will not think about work. I will wear sunscreen. I will consider getting my back waxed, per Hailey's request. I will be adventurous. I might even wear a pair of Tevas or something. That's the beauty of vacation. It's all so care-free. Go ahead, ask me if I care.

YOU: Hey, Steve. Do you care about anything on vacation?

ME: Nope.

YOU: Are you really going to wear Tevas?

ME: If I do, I won't even care about it.



(PS: While I'm gone, Jaimerly Jaimes might guest blog.)