Moving Day Ramblings

I've been up since 4:30am. My house is in shambles and even though we are moving, that bothers me because I am a neat freak. I was telling Jonny last night that the movers are going to get here and think we are slobs. He looked at me like I was crazy, and probably I really am.

I spent the day yesterday wandering around in circles trying to accomplish things on my FIVE to-do lists and shoving cookies in my mouth with dizzying speed while telling my kids to go watch TV.

Jonny left to take our Porter cat to the airport to go live with his Mom in Texas for the next five months. My Dad is horribly allergic and can't really have the cat around. And although that cat irritates me on an almost daily basis, I'm going to miss the little bugger. And maybe I'm a little bit scared he'll like living with Jonny's Mom more than us...