Sometimes Plans Change

My aunt called this morning.

Evidently, my brother and sister and I are about to receive an all-expenses-paid trip to San Diego for my cousin's wedding. She was booking the flights and wanted to know how long we could stay.

There had been rumours of such a thing, but I was certain we'd been mistaken. Apparently not. Flights, hotels, tours, dinners. . .all paid for by my wealthy relatives to the south.

So apparently I'm going to San Diego for a week(ish) this August. Who knew?

I just hope I'm done UrbanPromise by then. . .