I'm packing up to head to Austin in the wee hours. My youngest has a bridal shower Saturday.
And no, my husband is not driving me to the airport. Is that something a husband should do?? My husband is appalled that I should suggest it.
I cleaned the refrigerator today and planned enough meals so he wouldn't worry the neighbors and his mother while I was gone. I can drive myself the 23 miles to the airport, but... what is a partner for, really???
It's a woman thing, I guess.
I'm waiting on the last load of clothes in the washer and he's fast asleep on the couch. Will he know when I have left?
Were it not for the remaining 4 weeks I have to reach my degree, I'm not sure I would come back.
Does it matter??
Well, the city-girl daughter has re-acquainted herself with tennis and there is a match April 10.
I am anxious to see how she fairs. She will do wonderfully. I will take pictures and share them, I promise.