Well, the nervousness finally found me, in bed, at 7-something this morning. With a vengeance. I woke up good and panicky - all this stuff that I should do before we go (can you believe I'm not even dressed yet?!? AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!). I still have to go to the store and get food for the animals, go get and deliver $50 to Corey's buddy for our gun locker, get the van washed AND packed. I also still have to get ice, pack the cooler with food and drinks, get gas, load up our luggage. Oh, yeah, I'm good and gassy now. And nervous and stressed. So I feel better.

I know, I know - FREAK! myyystic's diary says so every time I visit it.

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