So now I'm flumped out on my bed. Tomorrow morning I have to get up early, iron the last few shirts so I can pack my bag for a week, put everything in my car, and start driving. My program for the next two weeks:
Sunday: BBQ at parents for their birthday. I'm helping out with putting up a party tent in the garden and most likely I'll end up grilling the food.
Monday: Still at parents, chill, talk about Important Things (upcoming retirement, moving to a smaller house, etc.)
Tuesday: Visit grandparents and maybe an aunt or uncle. Probably just the grandparents as I expect most of the aunts and uncles to be at the BBQ. Drive onward to Maastricht, meet up with old friends, crash there.
Wednesday, Thursday: Chill in my old hometown, visit the new artsy summerfestival Zomeravonden (dutch link).
Friday: Pick up damanique, attend the semi-annual LAN-party together.
Sunday: Bring Dama back home, drive home to Katwijk, quickly re-pack bag with fresh clothes, sleep.
Monday to Sunday: Visit Belfast with _graywolf_ and ringtailed as gracious hosts.
Mmmf, sleepy time now. So much time and so little to do. Wait a minute. Strike that. Reverse it.