So I freaked out and cleaned the bathroom this morning. All my laundry is done. The bed sheets are currently on their last cycle. The cat box is cleaned. I also freaked out and did my grocery shopping last night. So all that is left is a pile of laundry in the middle of the living room that needs to be folded, OUR bed has to be made, I need to be cleaned, and I have a few little things to pick up at the store. I'll do those things on my lunch break.
I talked to her this morning. Despite popular belief, she did manage to get up after a late night celebrating her legal-drinking-age birthday. She only ended up bringing one suitcase, one carry on, and her purse. Of course, in true Canadian style, her one suitcase is a hockey bag.
She'll be here in less than 12 hours.
Wow!
