Widespread Panic

Well, I just looked at the calendar and that long summer stretching in front of me is fast approaching the end. School starts August 10th around here and J3 will be a Senior. My third time through this, I know I won't have a moment's peace until sometime next August when we (hopefully) send him away to college. Not that that's a sure thing, considering his first attempt at the SAT. Gawd awful is all I'm going to say.

Anyway, I digress.

The major panic set in when I realized that I have only this week to get the rest of J1's stuff together, packed, painted, etc. before the move to Houston. Even though we're not going until the 25th, we'll be gone the whole week prior and we'll arrive home, throw stuff in the moving truck and start driving. Yikes. Right now she's packed with the idea that she's moving into a dorm room. In fact it looks exactly like when she left for college....she took a few thing, left the rest where they were and said "so long, see ya sometime". I think she's not getting it. She's moving. For good. Take it all with you because we are not your storage shed.

The battery in her car is dead and the trunk won't open, so that needs to be taken care of this week before we leave for Bermuda. I have 4 chairs to paint, a table to refinish and a store room to go through to see what else she will need. I'm staying on a few days in Houston, but time flies when you're trying to put a house together.

And I should be working. Like right now. I haven't filed anything for a long, long, long (I mean LONG) time and everytime we need something we have to go through piles. The boss is not happy. At all.

And the kicker.....well, it's le tour. I can't stop watching. I'm addicted. I watch it every time it's on--that's 4 times a day.....live in the morning, then reruns, then expanded prime time coverage. I can't believe I'm going to be in Bermuda during the last week and driving all day to Houston while they're climbing Mont Ventoux.

Thank goodness today is a rest day. I gotta get something done.