Thursday, March 12, 2015

It's go time.

By now, I'm on my way to the airport.

It has been a roller-coaster of a week.  Physical ups and downs as well as emotional.  I've run so many last minute errands, done a multitude of laundry loads as I sorted what I need and what I don't need, packed and re-packed, and checked the weather for the thousandth time.

But the time is finally here.  

I'm all set.  Good to go. I think... But it's too late to go through everything one last time.  I'll have to trust that I've got my back covered.

Wish me luck and I'm off!

 It's go time.

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