I am so freakin' tired.

I am 98% sure I am leaving for New York whenever I get off of work on Sunday!  YAY!  Everything came through!  Now as long as my shift supervisor doesn't come in tomorrow and tell me her husband is having surgery next week, I will be travelling to NY!  YAY!  I am hoping that I can get someone to work on Sunday that wants the hours.  We shall see, but I doubt I will find anyone.

I feel like such an old fogie (my attempt at making up a spelling to a slang word).  I am totally about to go to bed.