I'm so over this place. Hubs has his last shift on Friday, we are getting a bit of flack from our semi-senile, shingle covered landlord about Shea being an indoor dog instead of a yard dog, and my phone has been silent for weeks. I have been away too often to socialize regularly, and I think I've fallen through the cracks. I just want this place in my rear-view mirror. I fantasize about a Christmas spent in limbo, camping/touring/stripping our way to Adelaide and back. I wonder how much we would need to save to comfortably explore some 4,000 km of coastline. Working away these past twelve days, I earned as much as Hubby would in over two months. If we were going to be hippies ever in our young days, now is the time.
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