I kind of have a teeny problem. Ok, a big problem. I get really amped up for- well, you name it- a new issue of a magazine, a new book, Christmas- and then when I get the sneak peek I've been jonesing for, I often feel let down. I'm not really sure what it is- was I expecting Santa to do a fireworks show, writing my name in the sky? Did I think the new book was going to teach me how to find those inaccessible extra 10 hours in the day? Not really sure.
However, there is one thing that I'm anticipating that I know is going to live up to my mind's hype.
I'm going to San Diego, baby. And even better than a getaway to a city I've never been to before, to see more yarn that I've ever seen in my life, to maybe meet authors I've respected for years? I finally- finally- get to meet Ms. Lauren. I'm struggling not to think about it every second of every day, as it will be a long month and a half, but I'm crazy excited (if you're going to be there, please e-mail me and hopefully we can meet up!). And I know I'm going to have an even better time than I can imagine.