Almost Outta Here

I've been packing for two days. My brain is fried. My kids are fried. I just caught Julia drawing on the wall, and all I could muster was, "kid, did you really need to do this? Mommy is in the packing zone." I cannot be bothered with other things, like drawing on the wall or feeding children. Leaving for five weeks is kind of a big deal, and it's stretched my brain to capacity. I wake in the middle of the night thinking of additional things to tell the housesitter. As I told my mom, my lists have given birth to lists, and now I have grandlists and great-grandlists. But it's almost done. We're almost outta here.

I wish I could say that I'll blog from the road, but I don't want to make that promise. It's enough that I've packed my camera. My computer is being stored. Our goal is to upload photos from Craig's computer, but even that may be a stretch. If by chance photos do make it online, you can look for us on Flickr.

Hope everyone is having a good summer. See you back here in July.