We’re all getting ready to go on a pretty big trip for mid-winter break, and the following week. We are traveling to Malaysia to visit Andy’s parents who are living there for the school year. We leave on Saturday and here’s the thing; everyone keeps asking me if I’m all ready to go. If by all ready they mean all clothes and items being laid out neatly in suitcases, then no. If they mean ready to get the heck out of this cold, rainy, dreary weather, then yes. I’ve never been more ready.
But honestly, we’re two days out and I feel like I should be freaking out right now. (Charles and Jo, if you are reading this, don’t worry about us. We’ll be good and ready. And if we forget anything, we can just make a quick trip to Target, right?)
I really have been checking off tasks to prepare. Promise.
Emailed teachers to get missing work for the kids.
Told neighbors we’ll be gone for two weeks, so send us an email if someone is loading our stuff into a big truck.
Returned library books.
Emailed coach/art teacher/piano teacher/dance instructor regarding our absence.
Hair cuts.
Registered Josie for kindergarten. (whilst mourning the days when she asked for her poppies)
So, aside from physically placing all the clothes in our suitcases, I think we’re ready.
