So cabin fever has really set it. Today is officially our 120th day here, and we both desperately need a vacation. Just a little break to sit back, not worry about work, eat well and see something new. Back in February we planned a trip to visit this darling little place near the Nigeria/Cameroon border over Easter. Well for one reason or another that trip got pushed back to this weekend. And then yesterday for one reason or another it got pushed back again. Needless to say, I wasn't really so happy about it. And may or may not have vocalized my need to get out of Abuja for a few days to my husband.
So instead of doing what I imagine a sane person would do - telling me to suck it up and hopefully things will work out next weekend - he booked us a trip to Stockholm.
Sweden.
Next weekend.
Oh. My. God. Europe! The food! The culture! Next weekend!
And then Mallory gets here and then R&R is almost here and life is starting to look pretty good again.
Seriously, I am married to the most amazing man on the planet. Who needs Prince William and tiaras and carriages when you have Joey Cordaro?
