I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to be packing*, or cleaning my house, or prepping dinner, or anything but tippety-tapping on the computer, but I am tired and bleeding from the crotch and I just drove an hour and half each way to drop off Mini-Pear at sleepaway camp and I am feeling a little verklempt and tired from the journey. There were windy mountain roads and it was hot and my boy cried ceaselessly until he fell asleep ten minutes from home.
I am pretty sure Mini-Pear is going to have the best time ever, but I am going to miss her!
Who am I kidding? Back to the grind. C'mere, packing tape!
* We're moving. Did you miss that?
I did not miss that you are moving. You will be w/in 4 hours of me. You win! Hahaha.
Posted by: Deb | August 04, 2010 at 07:47 PM