TS and I leave for our California trip on Friday. We are not even kidding ourselves into thinking this is going to be a relaxing vacation by any means. No way. We are cramming in everything we can into 9 days, then taking a red-eye back Saturday/Sunday and heading back into work the next day. We're going to be exhausted.

And it is totally going to be worth it. I cannot wait.

Friday, we get up balls early at 4:30 a.m. and have a 6:50 flight out to San Diego. We'll be visiting Sarah and Rob while in San Diego... I love that we'll have local tour guides! I'm pretty much doing no work in planning that leg of the trip (aside from making plans for a baseball game). I'm leaving my itinerary in the trusty hands of Sarah. I am sure they will involve yummy Mexican food and margaritas somewhere along the way.

Monday, we head up to L.A. to visit Ben. Ben has somewhat recently moved out to L.A. (and by "recently," I mean months ago, already), so he allegedly hasn't been around town enough yet to gives us ideas on what to do. TS and I have Venice boardwalk, the Farmers Market, and Runyon Canyon on our list. And hopefully some ice cream sandwiches if we can work them in.

Wednesday, we're going the trip along the coast from L.A. to Monterey, then staying with some friends about an hour from Monterey. Friday we head out to San Francisco for the last part of our trip, where we'll see Alcatraz, a baseball game, and work on making our butts look fabulous by trekking up and down all those hills. We fly out late Saturday, so we'll have about two full days in San Francisco.

And then we get home Sunday morning, I go off to book club, then come home and unpack, do laundry, and go to bed. Monday is back to work.

I kind of need a nap just thinking about it all.