It is currently 11:11pm and my dad, brother and I are scheduled to leave the house at approximately 5am.
This drive across the state (yes, again) will be the first leg of a 7 day journey for me. We're starting with a celebration of life for my grandmother, who is still clinging to the earth, while all of the family is in town.
Unfortunately life (jobs, kids, etc.) can stop forever.
After a couple days with the fam, I'll catch a plane for San Diego (via Seattle and Los Angeles) for a few days of fun and sun with my good friend K-dawg. We lived together (in a one bedroom apartment) back in the land of the Rockies.
As of now, all I have planned/packed for the trip are a couple books and my outfit for tomorrow's event. I know, I am so on top of things.
In the midst of getting my room organized and putting clothes, which is how I prepare to pack, I misplaced two dresses. I'm pretty sure there somewhere in my room. I think.
It's either exhaustion or hunger talking. I had a late lunch--pizza meets a pulled pork sandwich--which was so amazing delicious. Then a mid afternoon milkshake, but since then have consumed nothing.
And of course, here I am blogging when I should be packing. But there are important things to do online. Like looking at Rush Limbaugh's wedding pictures on facebook. (That was me last night.) Why I spent minutes of my life on that I'll never know.
The time I've lost.
(BTW, thanks for your kind words about my grandmother! I really appreciate it. And it's nice to know there are people who get what we're going through.)