Okay, the movers will be here in eight hours. Am I ready? Kinda. Okay....some of the suitcases are packed. Sorta.
But, um, I..well...okay, I suck. But things will be ready when they need to be. I'm a "fly by the seat of your pants" kind of girl. Hell, that stuff will get to TEXAS!! one way or another. And if I forget to pack something, we will just buy a new one. Just kidding, honey.
So, if I am a sparse presence in the blogosphere for the next several days, you'll know why. I'll be the one hiding in the corner with a bottle of wine, rocking back and forth saying, "There's no place like home, there's no place like home..."