Monday: one way to go

Day! One day! That was what I meant!

One day to go until we fly. Twelve hours. Ive already checked in.

The house is packed up (into one little storage box, weee!) the cats went off, mewing and confused, but in good and capable hands.

And now I sit here in a hotel bedroom after perhaps the most comical dining experience Ive had in at least a while (Ill upload the photos in a bit, well, perhaps a few days) trying to work, but failing because Im too excited.

So yes. Tomorrow, we fly.

I just wanted you to knkow everythings going fabulously, and I have only cried 8 times in the last 24 hours. But they were only little cries. And tinged with happy excitement.

See you on the other side.