To Disneyland we go ... in eight days.

Instead of following my writing calendar and finishing up the first part of my book I have spent my day obsessing about my favorite place on earth, Disneyland. Disneyland brings out the kid and the angry adult in me all at the same time. I spend months planning the trip which brings out the angry adult in me as my family works against me at every step wanting to just run around and be unstructured at the happiest place on earth while I NEED us to stay organized with a game plan. Once we get there I am just a kid with a list of things that I need to do. I am not crazy about my lists but its the only way I can relax enough to have vacation. People have tried to change that about me and those people are no longer in my life. It isn't something that I want to change about myself. Being organized is something good not bad. I enjoy myself way more than anyone else there so why would I change that part of me and my trip. Well I am really just rambling about Disney and there is nothing floating in my head but Mickey and Minnie figurines so I am hopeful for a better blog tomorrow.