Soon, my pretty, soon

I feel dreamy today.

I have a ton of work on my desk (not literally, that would be bad), a mundane really-must-do list, and the WIP is batting its eyelashes at me, but I’m not really here. My mind certainly isn’t, anyway. It’s floating on the tide to this magical place…

Soon. Soon I get to step inside the 1821 Venetian house that we’ll be calling home for seven delicious days.

Happy sigh.