Dry Run
Up at 3:45am this morning. I just can't sleep.
Did a dry run of packing the suitcases to make sure everything will fit and it looks like all will be well. My stuffed pig, Wilbur, is still looking for a place to nest, but if push came to shove, he could go in a suitcase. I'm thinking I should be able to get him into the carry on.
I just want to go. I want to be home with my honey and my babies and my own messy house where I have to do a lot of housework to make it look less than a diaster area and all the clutter and all the holes in the patio....well, ok, maybe not the messy house and the holes in the patio, but still....I miss being in Washington. That's where my heart lives.
Did a dry run of packing the suitcases to make sure everything will fit and it looks like all will be well. My stuffed pig, Wilbur, is still looking for a place to nest, but if push came to shove, he could go in a suitcase. I'm thinking I should be able to get him into the carry on.
I just want to go. I want to be home with my honey and my babies and my own messy house where I have to do a lot of housework to make it look less than a diaster area and all the clutter and all the holes in the patio....well, ok, maybe not the messy house and the holes in the patio, but still....I miss being in Washington. That's where my heart lives.