I haven't finished packing.
I haven't loaded the dishwasher.
I haven't vacuumed the floors.
I haven't bought allergy pills.
I haven't gotten out of the boot.
I haven't finished the laundry...but I'm pretty sure everyone will have enough to survive.
But I'm leaving, on a jet plane (name that song and artist and I'll be impressed) in the morning.
At 6:10 in the a of m.
That means my alarm is set for, gulp, 3:55. We're heading out at 4:30 to pick up some other Angels and get to the airport. There's no stinking way I'm getting there 2 hours early!
Have I mentioned here before that I HATE to fly?? But my running partner has never flown and she's pretty freaked out.
That might be the distraction I need.
So the boot and I will soon be on our way to San Francisco. I plan to wear it up until race morning, and as soon after as possible. The race starts at 7 a.m. California time.
Say a prayer for me.
I'd appreciate it!
And thank you so much to all of you who donated to me. Your generosity is already being used to help save lives. I hope you are blessed for the blessing you've been to me:c)