The weekend

Here I sit in front of the computer. Big deal because?

We leave for a family vacation to Catalina Island tomorrow. It is 1300 and I haven't begun to pack. I also accepted a dinner invitation at a very dear friend's house and I have to leave my house at 1600 to get there. I still have to do laundry, clean the house and pack. Amazing at the change in me!! The house will probably be left undone. The dogs won't mind but the neighbor feeding them for me may change her opinion of me. :)

Twenty years ago things were different. Michael and I planned a week end trip to Las Vegas. His friend was getting married and we were invited along. Two weeks BEFORE the planned week end I started packing. For a 2 day week end mind you. Here it is 3 hours before I think I should have it all done and I haven't even started. But it gets better. This night 20 years ago that I started packing for a two day trip; I also ended up in the closet in tears because Michael refused to get up and come help me. He's a man, the morning of the trip, regardless of how long, he throws in a hand full of shirts and underwear and he's packed. How could I know this as a newlywed? I learned. We still laugh about that night though it was far from funny at the time! Maybe I have learned to relax a little too much. I'll know as soon as we arrive at the Island and I realize what I didn't pack. Or I'll be up until 2am packing and cleaning tonight. As long as Michael doesn't have to drag my crying self out of a closet at some point all will be well. :)

See ya in a week.