We’re under 40 days today… crapcrapcrap. I feel like I haven’t finished everything I need to at work, including another out-of-town trip. Yesterday’s was a drag–Buffalo all day–plus I got lost on the way home (long story, I HATE Google maps). The only place I wanted to be was home and I was two counties out of the way of my route, and worried about my girls.

Then Shawna points out that this coming Tuesday it could be “two to five weeks.” Shit! We’re not packed. Various animals haven’t been managed, and our (okay, my) list ain’t nowhere near done. I keep doing non-list items that need to be done, and not getting any credit! Shawna suggested I just add them on there and cross them off so I can feel better about it. Hmm.

The quilts are giving me anxiety, not making fast enough progress on them and I must admit I’m a little scared about sandwiching and actually quilting… Not bothering putting the carseat in the CRV, since that car’s got one wheel in the grave. Lawn is looking a little hirsute, yet patchy in other places.

I’m running out of weekends…