Running away ...

Yep, this is how I'm feeling tonight.  Call it post-snow day denial blues or a rainy Monday morning.  Maybe its pms or post-Valentines sugar low.  Maybe it's just February ... the shortest LONGEST month in all BCMdom ... But tonight, I would just LOVE to pack it all in and run away ... some place sunny and warm, some place with no responsibilities or alarm clocks or telephones or to do lists or bad news or bad attitudes ...

I don't ever remember wanting to run away as a kid.  Never remember packing my bag and even setting off for the corner.  Never even remember threatening to do it. Life was good back then!  :-)  Seems that it's only as we've gotten older that it gets harder, more complicated and worth escaping!  So, I'm packing my Barbie backpack and hitting the road!

I did find some help on the internet planning my escape!  :0)  Who knew there were so many sites offering help with the how to's of running away.  The Uncyclopedia tells me this is what I need to do:

Step 1: Writing a goodbye note
* Start off with a salutation, so the reader knows who's talking. It could be any of your 3 brothers or sisters for all they know.
* Speaking of brothers and sisters, remember to include all the emotional injuries they caused you since they were born.
* You want to write a succinct (brief) litany of recent events and how they hurt your feelings. This should be a summary of your diary over the past month or two. This should induce a sense of deep guilt in all your family, and possibly everyone who ever met you.
* Close with a dramatically depressing image of your future life. Mentioning fishing trawlers and prostitution works wonders.
* And don't forget to tell loved ones that they'll be sorry!

This should do: I asked for just one snow day ...  was that really too much???  I need a break from all the things "grown up" floating through my head!  So, I'm heading for sunnier shores and giving myself a day week before I end up as a prostitute on a fishing trawler (whatever that is!).  My dear Mr. Weatherman, you could have avoided all of this with just one little  Monday morning snow day!!

Step 2: Provisions
Recommended: cell phone, cereal, first aid kit, $10, blanket, light jacket ... I think a 12 24 pack of diet coke & snuggie ought to cover it!

Step 3: Making your escape
Select a time of day when no one will miss you.
Hmmmmmmmm ... that's one of the problems!!  Maybe if I play my cards right, everyone will just think I am in meetings in my office and no one will know I'm not really there!  I mean, I did used to escape the end of Gathering some weeks for coffee with the Daniel girls when they picked me up at the curb and took me away!  THOSE were the days!

Step 4: Staying away from home
They say you've got to have a plan.
Does that require more than a beach and diet coke??
So, bag's packed and I'm humming along with Lady Antebellum ... I know it wasn't written to God, but when I sing it, it goes to Him .... and running to Him might just even be better than the sunnier climate I'm longing for (as long as He lets me bring along the DC!)

I run from hate
I run from prejudice
I run from pessimists
But I run too late
I run my life
Or is it running me
Run from my past
I run too fast
Or too slow it seems
When lies become the truth
That's when I run to you

[Chorus]
This world keeps spinning faster
Into a new disaster so I run to you
I run to you ...
And when it all starts coming undone
... you're the only one I run to
I run to you

Some days are just like that ... here's to a sunnier Tuesday.