1:16 AM. Today is Earth Day (as soon as the sun rises, anyway)
Yesterday was another gorgeous, warm Spring day. Spent it indoors, packing. After missing all these lovely days, I wonder if it wouldn’t be worth extending just a few more days. Why am I killing myself trying to meet yet another deadline created by an impatient husband?
Max is wailing in the hall. He’s been dragging his toy across the wood floors like a ghost cat – wailing loudly, mournfully, alternating soft meows with caterwauls.
I can’t see getting to the museum before we move. That sucks. I have to burn two days in Denver, which really cramps my style, but breathing comes first.
Motrin. I’ve been crippled by packing.