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day of my entire life, and worth every penny,” was always his response.
     
    “We’re getting along just fine, and you never know, you could be at Harris or even NASA by this time next year,” I said as I gave him a wink.
     
    He closed his laptop and leaned in to kiss me. “One could hope.”
     
    Finn has changed his major three times, but he’s finally settled (I think) on engineering. I think it’s a good fit. He’s always been creative, and he’s one of those weird people who love math and physics.
     
    I’m doing slightly better than he is. I’ve only switched majors once… but I don’t think I’ll be switching again. Psychology is so fascinating; I can’t imagine another subject being nearly as appealing. Finn says it’s perfect because I’ve always been good at listening to other people’s problems.
     
     
     
     
    August 9 th
     
    Long day. 
     
    Our suitcases are packed, animals are all at my sister’s house, and I’ve scrubbed everything from top to bottom. I really want us to come home to a clean house. I still have to think of a way to repay Jenna for watching all the pets. I know she won’t accept money, and she insisted we let her take care of them. We would’ve spent a bundle on a kennel for a week with two cats and a monster dog.
     
    “So is the horse tranquilizer in the bag in case Sokka decides to break out and go on a rampage?” she joked. Her hands shook as she attempted to grip the heavy, double layered leash. Sokka wasn’t paying her any attention. He was too busy exploring the exciting new adventure that was my sister’s house.
     
    “I wish. I’ve got a bag of treats in there for him, and if you get in a bind you can always get an ice cube. I toss one in the direction I want him to go; works every time.”
     
    I was still feeling guilty after I left, but I figured taking her shopping in Orlando would make up for it. Some ‘girls only’ time would do us both some good. We don’t get out nearly as much as we used to. 
     
     
    Finn is still at work. I’m writing now in case I don’t get the chance until we’re on the ship. I’m really tired, too, so it’ll probably be an early night. Who would’ve thought getting ready to relax would be so much work?
     
    I know Finn will scold me for how many shoes I’m taking, but I don’t care. I think I’m doing just fine with four sets of heels, a set of sneakers, and my good pair of flip flops. I ended up packing Finn’s shoes, too. He wouldn’t even take his dress shoes if he had it his way. He’d be happy wearing flip flops every day, even during formal night. I still can’t believe he tried wearing swimming trunks to our date night in the Keys last year. I was so mad!
     
    I wonder what Jamaica will be like… or Haiti for that matter. I didn’t even know people went to Haiti on vacation. When I asked Finn he said it’s a small portion just off the North coast of the country. Apparently it has been sanctioned off by Imperial Cruise Lines and made into a luxury resort and tourist attraction. I booked us on a jet ski tour while we’re there. Finn thinks he’s going to drive, but I think I’ll make him share the wheel. Do jet ski’s even have steering wheels?
     
    Hubby’s home!

The Lap of Luxury
     
     
    August 10 th
     
    Day one of our honeymoon! How could a day that seemed so long go by so fast at the same time? I feel like I blinked twice and it was already dinner time.
     
    Finn and I got up super early; we were both too excited to sleep.  
     
    “We still have hours until we have to leave. Want to go out for breakfast?” I asked timidly as he fumbled through the kitchen pantry. I didn’t feel like trying to stomach one of his breakfast concoctions, especially before boarding a ship.   
     
    “Actually I was going to try gravy and biscuits again,” he said. “I think I’ve got it down.”
     
    “Are you really going to make your wife sick before the ocean has its chance?”
     
    I