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I'm 98.7% almost done packing.
I know, I'm in shock too.
God only knows how I did it. Both of my suitcases are 10 lbs lighter than limit. Seriously. I know. Everyone is in shock. Richard and I did all the packing, while Carol delegated from her chair. If only Holdie has been jerrymandering something in the corner it would have been a true BG moment.
Tomorrow I have some last minute errands, but that's it. I repeat, that's it. I can't beleive it. I figured I'd be frantically running around Top City begging Target to stay open for just five more minutes on Friday night. Instead I'm drinking wine and helping Carol Ann with a cross word.
Life is pretty lame at the moment.
I guess that's what I want. A few lame days before I don't see one for four months. I mean, I guess there is a potential for a lame day here or there in London, but in Middle America, almost everyday is a lame day. I mean, I love the blue sky prairie, but let's be real. It's all pretty lame.
I'm ready for the thrill of big city living. Bring it on London.
Bring. It. On.