I just sent the last two e-mails, crossed the last things off my list, and am ready for the home stretch.
My plane leaves at 6:55. I have Charlie packed and ready to go. The house is clean. All my clothes are laid out. I've got to run Charlie to Dad's and pick up Mom, then come home and throw it all in a suitcase.
According to my plan, I have about 45 minutes to spare. Woohoo!
Sunday, September 12, 2010
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