By the Numbers

46: The number of days until spring, regardless of what the groundhog says.

51: The number of days until I have to change the number on the left, up there.

7: The number of shirts I need to iron for Dr. SmartyPants

42: The number of hours it will take me to stop procrastinating and iron them already.

7: The number of hours I've been up already THANK YOU VERY MUCH PUPPY.

8: The number of paws I have to wipe every time the dogs come back inside.

9,426,785: The number of times I've had to wipe each of those paws. Today.

1: The number of people I text at 8 AM to complain about muddy puppy paws.

1: The number of people who then text back to laugh at me for complaining about muddy puppy paws.

2: The number of days until I see that person and we go to Memphis and I don't have to wipe any muddy puppy paws.

3: The number of people who live with me and who are going to be very glad when I have my little vacation so I will quit grumbling about muddy puppy paws.

6: The number of shoes I will attempt to stuff into my carry-on bag. 

6: The number of shoes I will get into my carry-on bag.

4: The number of times I predict I will pack and unpack my carry-on bag.

 6,332: The number of times I will stop, squeal and do a little happy dance, thinking about the weekend.

Happy Humpday, all you beautiful people!