I've been packing and moving boxes of books all day today. I think my back is about to start rebelling. I gave my notice at work, resigned from the Mayor's Task Force on Homelessness and all the subcommittees, told everyone at church and have begun to do some serious packing at work. 20 years worth of research, thank you cards, resources and just back year grant files to go through. It's going to be a long process. I've spent the last three nights unsuccessfully trying to not cry. This is alot harder than I thought it was going to be. There have "secret" meetings to plan a going away party. I'm not supposed to know, but they have them in the area outside my office! Gotta love em!
It's been so fun having my daughter
summerhorse here with the three grandbabies. Not such babies any more! We've all passed around the stomach flu. It sarted with Izack, then Lybbe, Rachel, Me, and Merry. Notice who's not on that list! Kaitlin. I swear that kid never gets sick! Of course, now that I've said that she'll be puking tonight. I hope not she's going to a sleepover. That would not be cool!!!
OK, enough procrastinating- I see empty boxes!!!