My mom is in the hospital again. Blood clots in her legs. I'm told it isn't urgent enough for me to come home early.
But I've never been one to do as I was told.
Truth is I'm really not enjoying Vegas much this trip. I've been here too many times now and the thrill is gone. I was bored after two days. I was ready to jump off the faux Eiffel Tower after four days. The idea of being there two more days was making me crazy but I felt like such a loser changing my flight just because nothing about staying in Vegas appealed to me.
And my travelling partner and I...well let's just say my heart and my head are now on the same page. As Linda Lou would say, let Purgefest 2010 begin.
It's not been a good trip.
So when I got the call about my mom this morning I was pretty sure it was the Universe telling me to get on a damn plane and go home and save myself two more days of unhappiness in Sin City.
My flight leaves in an hour.
I have some very important things to change in my life going forward. It's time to shake things up, and make the new start I've delayed for five years now.
I'll be back with a new blog post Monday confessing some sins and telling you about my plans for the future.
Viva Las Vegas. It's been fun but it's time for some new scenery.
See y'all Monday. Have a good weekend.
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