I’m channeling my inner Brangelina as of late. Minus the Paps … where are you paps?

Paris one day, Cincinnati the next, then off again … to the pristine shores of Douglas Lake.

Alright, so not quite Brangelina, but I do feel like a jetsetter.

And quite frankly, I don’t know how Brangelina does it. All that traveling and here and there to pack it all up again … though I suppose it’s different when you have a staff of people who can do all the mundane stuff for you and watch and entertain your kids.

Yes, not a bad idea this Brangelina lifestyle.

To be honest, I haven’t even thought about Douglas Lake tomorrow. I’ve been either too busy or too jet lagged to even think about it, let alone, bring myself to start packing.

How am I supposed to pack when I haven’t even unpacked from Paris yet?

I tell you one thing, I’ll definite be traveling light … besides, it’s the lake. There’s not much you need for the lake and I will be in my glory of casual comfort. Please don’t make fun of me if I look super rough in pics. I’m going to be aiming for the “outdoorsy girl” look.

I think I pull it off well. I should use that line more often … particularly on days where I forget to brush my teeth till the afternoon and my hair hasn’t been brushed in a few days.

Really … there have got to be more people who start off their morning with coffee, food and by that point, have already gotten their day underway, when then they realize, oh yes — and the teeth. Forgot about those important chompers.

Is it too obvious I do this too frequently?

I’m looking forward to the part tomorrow where we’re in the car … where all the other necessary shit that has to happen has been taken care of. Part of me wishes I could skip over all the shit … can’t we do that?

Where’s my magical button? I want to press it right now.

Be done with this day. Even though I’m scolding myself for saying that right now … that I should know better than to wish a day, a wonderful day, away. Even though I also don’t think it’s quite so wonderful today.

But that’s okay. Wonderful comes and goes. But today and tomorrow … they’re always here, or on the brink of being here.

Right?

Off to go be my jetsetter self … whatever that means.