Manly man

My husband packed up the truck today, by himself, and went camping with "the guys".

None of those guys had better have a vagina. I'm just sayin'.

So I am home, with 5 empty suitcases, bags of winter clothes to sort and wash, and my mind racing.....I have so much to do, and really very little time in which to do it.

I have a lot of work. Which is great, but stressful. That is a whole list in and of itself - I'll get to that in a minute......
I have packing.
I have cleaning.
I need to deal with the bills so that we are all paid up before we leave.
I need to figure out childcare while I work next week.
I need to figure out a ride to the airport.
I have to go to the bank and the pharmacy.

Work stuff:
Getting everyone up and out of the house by 7am on Monday.
Max to school, Lucy to nursery school, me to cafe by 7:30.
Breakfast shift at the cafe.
Phone conference to discuss an article and press release I am going to write (hopefully - fingers crossed !)
Babysitting in the afternooon.

Tuesday - Packing.
Column is due.
Wrapping up travel inquiries for clients before I leave.
Working on press release (hopefully).

Wednesday - repeat of Monday morning.
Only I have to go BACK to the cafe for the dinner shift (vacation money is a sweet siren)
Afternoon - packing, cleaning

Thursday - Day Of Departure (or day of reckoning - we shall see)
Last minute packing. Friend coming over with kids to help me keep kids occupied while I run around getting ready to leave.
We have to be at the airport around 2pm.