I am not sleeping worth anything these days. I keep waking up in the morning and all I can think is... Are we there yet? With one eye, I peer about the bedroom to see where I am and slowly pull the covers over my head upon realization that I still have to finish packing, meet with the movers, move our storage boxes to Jacksonville, catch up with as many family and friends as possible, put Fat Moe on an airplane and fly to London with everything I own in storage, being shipped or being carried by moi! Oh... and I have to get through the house closing!
The saddest part about that list is how many things I left off! And I have developed a sty on my left eye!!
Are we there yet?