I go on vacation tomorrow

DH has come down with some sort of respiratory crap. He tells me it's sinus infection. He's been blowing his nose so much I'm surprised he hasn't dried up like an old walnut. He has to go to work today or he won't get Thanksgiving holiday pay. Bless his dear heart! I hope he'll go to urgent care and get it dealt with. Somehow, I don't think that ignoring it will make it go away in time. Full sinuses and altitude changes equals mega pain. He may let me dose him with Dayquill or something just to survive the flight. If I can just get him there all right, he can swim in the ocean and purge his sinuses with seawater, and lie in the shade and sleep untill he's recuperated. I'm perfectly content to be a giant white slug for our vacation.

We're packed. We leave Wednesday morning, but by Sunday night we're packed. We really ARE looking forward to this trip!

I tried a new system for the Christmas cards this year. Big mistake. I fought with the printer all day long, then had to take breaks to figure out which letters I had printed off, then address envelopes, then print off some more letters, then go back through the address list to find who I had missed . . . I'm not done yet.

And Mount Washmore needs to be folded, the dishwasher needs to be emptied and re-loaded, and really, I ought to clear the diningroom table so the cat-sitter will have a place to pile the papers and mail. Thank Goodness I'm taking the day off tomorrow. I NEED it to get ready!