Now Why Would I Leave Home?

I had nothing to do at work until the LAST HOUR.
The boss was gone so everyone was screwing around and I was trying to plan my CRAZY Weekend!

I was making phone calls, managing 8 different people from different parts of my life, printing out 9 pages of google.com/maps adding TIMES in which I had to be there ensure that I did not make Mony late.

Ill tell you if I was successful after this weekend has ended.

When I came home I found this:


A beckon of light from the heavens.
Seriously, why would I move out?