...or at least we're nearly packed after what has felt like two full days of nonstop packing along with maintenance of the general house chaos. We've got house-sitters this time and I had dreams of vacuuming for them but they're going to have to make-do in my half-dirty home. Because it's 1 a.m. on Saturday morning and Rob and I need to get a little rest. We've got a 9-and-a-half-hour drive ahead of us tomorrow -- that's before stops (and there will be plenty of stops) as we try like heck to make it to Russellville, Arkansas, where we will stay in a room adjacent to our old friends Maureen and Durwin -- who are stuck in what they are calling "jail with continental breakfast" until they get to move into a house in their new town. We'll have a very quick visit with them and then hussel off for two more days of marathon road trip fun before landing in Colorado. Assuming all goes as planned.
It'll probably be Tuesday before I get back to a computer for an update on our nutty adventures so send us good thoughts. Lots of them. Who knows what we're getting into.