As my friend Caro said today on Facebook: Two more sleeps until we see each other again.
This also means that little me has an upset stomach. I am not sure if I can blame it on being nervous or if it is actually something, like a stomach bug.
The general cure is drink hot tea, lay low on the food, and maybe pop a pill before going to bed. (I have been sleepy most of the day too.)
My father in law made an actual funny joke about my condition: "If she just needs sleep, there's a nap for that." Oh Ian, so funny.
In other, completely unrelated news: we picked up our cabinet for the bathroom. It really makes it look like a bathroom now. I can store stuff, like my make up. We put it together last night and hung it up and had a little happy dance. Now we are waiting for the sideboard for the kitchen, which will elevate my space issue there.
So, what's left to say? Andrew has been packing today and taken care of some stuff while I was napping. Like he moved the patio furniture inside, took out the trash, and I am sure he did some more awesome things. (Right now he is vacuuming the floors.)
I still need to pack, right? Sigh, what to take? What to leave? I am planning on a shopping spree with Caro so I am not taking too much. In the end we will come back with more anyway then we left with. Isn't it always like that?
Alright, my next post will be from Germany. And I promise it will be more philosophical, deeper, more inspiring. *haha*