Vacation

I'm on vacation all next week. Not going anywhere though. I have a to-do list that I'd like to make a dent in. We're supposed to go swimming with a former co-worker that Friday. That's the only day I have firm plans (unless Ang wants to do something Monday). Of course, Murphy's Law takes over and MIL asks if I can come let the movers in her house and point out which things they're supposed to take - Friday afternoon! She's trying to find someone else, but it made me feel like shit to say we had plans. She's helped us out with things like that many times and I hate letting anyone down, even her. Sigh...I might still do it and just go swimming a little later in the afternoon.