last minute...

Ok - the bag is packed. Actually, its overpacked but whatever. I'm unsure of what the weather will be like and I don't know exactly what we'll be doing so that means I need various changes of clothing and shoes as well. So its packed and I'm panicked that I've forgotten something.

It doesn't really matter, I'm aware of this. If I've forgotten something, I will survive. What's important is I have some money, a credit card not yet at its limit and I'm booked on a flight.

Oh- and I also have a cold. Which sucks because who wants to fly with a head cold? But I happily am doping myself up with cold medications and I am on a strict regime of Cold FX which everyone says is wonderful stuff...I'm hoping it does the trick.

I leave work tonight at midnight and my dear husband, who - truth be told is feeling more than a little lonely at the thought of me leaving him (I'm really that special!) and no doubt a little peaved that I am getting away to somewhere very cool with (hopefully) very cool people - but my dear husband is driving me to the airport two hours away in the middle of the night, snuggling with me in the van as we wait to go in for me to catch a flight at an ungodly hour (what was I thinking???). I have promised him a souvenir. A tacky, truly Vegas souvenir.

And my kids are already missing me. My eldest had a crappy day. Her volleyball team lost almost every game in the tournament today and she couldn't get her serves over. Add to it she has some stupid little twit of a 'friend' who invited her to a party and then uninvited her b/c A wouldn't be able to make the entire thing. And the stupid little twit's mother is just as bad because when dh tried to phone to explain that she just couldn't make the first part of the party, the mother said - well, I can't do it. There isn't room. I never did like that mother or the kid. I guess I can keep hoping they'll move. But I felt bad tonight as I'm at work and she is sniffling on the phone telling me about her crappy day and lamenting that she misses me. I felt bad - but we'll both be ok.

Everyone here will miss me and I will miss them but before I know it - I'll be back home telling them tales of four crazy days in Vegas with a couple of ladies I'm excited to meet.

I hope I didn't forget anything...