two weeks rent free

The parental units are on the west coast. Beginning with Seattle, then working their way down to LA and San Diego. I'd have much rather enjoyed their departing two weeks from now, to leave me in peace/chaos during the winter break. However, life does not work that way. I speak as though I'd have worthwhile, secretive activities; in reality, I'm quite boring. I present you with no proposal or further expectation of fashionable plans.

This makes me sad in a way, I wish I had a super hectic, one place to another schedule. Rather I have a lifeless, boring job that occupies my time and gives me little to none satisfaction. Other than the fact that I get to organize all day and every now and then suit myself to some delicious flirting.