Yeah, I don’t even know if that’s a word. Oh well.
That’s what I’m doing. Finalizing things. And even though I’ve actually done pretty good with stuff—I’m doing the LAST of the clothes that need washed, so I can pack the last of the clothes that need packed, and I’ve organized things for turning things off tomorrow—like, turning off and unplugging the freezer in the washroom and the fridge in the kitchen, wiping down the insides as best I can. Okay, I didn’t wipe down the inside of the freezer in the washroom, but boy did the fridge need wiped down again! I’ve thrown out the stuff we can do without, there’s only like 2 things in the fridge, that we need to eat in the next 24 hours or less (I’m hoping to be at my dad’s at the point tomorrow, and leaving either in 45 minutes, because it’s 3:15, or already gone), and I’ve got the stuff I want to put in (stuff is more like it) dad’s freezer while we’re gone already bagged to just grab and carry out the door. I’m having some problems with the sink, again, I’m so sick of that sink, but I’ll get the dishes done before the day is out. I’ve already got the car cleared out and the suitcases are sitting in the living room waiting to get the last of the clothes put in and the bags put in the car.
Now I’m getting jumpy because T and D had to go to the bank to get some money out (her accumulated allowances from the last month and a half that he had promised her), and P went with them, but they’ve been gone at least an hour and a half. And you know what happened the last time they were gone for so long? I’m not going there—but you can revisit it. I’m not thinking fatalistic, I don’t think, but I’m praying that all’s okay. I can’t find out—that cell phone that T bought for us for the trip, it’s sitting here on the desk and not in his pocket. I don’t think T’s gotten more than 2 hours sleep, and even that was interrupted. 😐 I hope they get back soon!
I’m hungry. I haven’t had anything to eat yet today 😐 Just finishing off the iced coffee from Tim Horton’s from yesterday 😐
I can’t stand living in a trailer court. Each car I hear come in the driveway, I wonder if and hope it’s them. But not yet 😦
I’m getting jumpy. As rightly I should be, because it’s less than 24 hours before we leave! OY!
Yay! They’re home! 😀