I'm Dead.
No really, did you know IKEA is less than 3 miles from my house? Yeah, um, went there today. Now, how am I going to get all this stuff back to Boise? The Queen asked if we could go back tomorrow. I said "OF COURSE" but I'm thinking I should really rethink that. :p
Home
We made it. Actually, it was VERY smooth sailing as far as our actual flights went. Even got into Oakland 15 minutes early! Who ever heard of such a thing?! Ok, that really just tacked on another 15 minutes to our hour long wait between flights but hey, it was EARLY! You know, I cannot stand the Oakland airport. You land at gate 47 and have to get to gate 10 before your flight takes off. What? You have to go to the bathroom? We'll never make it!! AAAACCCCKKKK!!! The hallways are sooo narrow with a billion people trying to get through. The worst part is I ALWAYS, and I do mean ALWAYS, get stuck behind the family with 8 kids under the age of 8. Where the kids insist on pulling their wheeled luggage on their own and weave figure 8's through this fucking narrow hallway (sooo damned narrow and crap, 20 more gates to go). The parents constantly stop in the middle of said narrow hallway and realize that they are walking too fast (they aren't, trust me) and 6 of their 8 children are way back there (right infront of me). The look on my face says "move these fucking children or I am going to start punting them from here to my gate which is STILL 20 GATES AWAY!!!" So now the massive procreators are going back, against the flow of traffic, to release their precious babies from my grip of certain death. I literally stop and put my hands over my face. In the mean time, The Queen has moved on. The crazy children have now pissed her off and since she's a kid herself she's figured she can just push her way through them and give them dirty looks when they run straight into her (going the wrong way of course) and almost knock her down and all will be just fine. God, I love her! She ended up way ahead of me and having to wait. What a good girl! We finally made it to the moving sidewalk!! I love this part. It's like walking X3. Guess what? Everyone is just standing on it, chatting. AARGH! Stand on the right, walk on the left. Ever heard of that concept? Christ people are so lazy now get the hell out of my way because I'm trying to beat the crazy family with too many children since my luck states that they will be joining me on my same flight (they did too). We made it to San Diego. YAY! Now let's hurry and get off this plane so we aren't behind these devil spawn again! The luggage took a bit to make it but it was part of the first set on the turnstile thingy. Outside. Ahhhh, home. The humid air, the salty smell, the cranky people. I do belong.
Haven't done much since we got here yesterday afternoon. Came home to an empty house, which is really odd. No one else will be here until my sister comes in on the 25th. Suzie will be here on the 29th and I have no idea when my brother will be home. Spent quite a bit of time in the pool. Cleaned cat boxes and swept and mopped. I'm sure you all didn't come here to hear about my weird cleaning habits so I'll leave that for another day.
This is it.
In less than 24 hours The Queen and I will be gone. We are going to San Diego for the next 5 weeks. The Queen has surf camp and marine science camp plus a dance group. We've been planning this for what seems like forever but I can't believe that the time is here. I'm finished with all the laundry but the packing is another story. Most is already in the suitcases but DAMN, I have a ton of crap! I still have a bunch of essentials to pack, plus swim team practice and a meet this afternoon/night so I'm a bit frazzled today. I try and start this stuff early but I always seem to be up most of the night before still packing. GAH, I hate this part.
Dan's pretty bummed. I'm going to miss him so much. He says it's different with us leaving. He's not used to having to be at the house so much all alone. Usually it's him that is going away for such long periods of time and not us. I'm not exactly sure how to feel. I am excited though. I love going home! All the time I want at the beach, fruit that I just can't get here, FRESH seafood... YAY!! I even get to see my old friend Chrissy who moved from here to there not too long ago! This will be a great trip!
Last night we drove to Ontario and saw our puppy again! She's soooo cute! Seven weeks old now and just a ball of fun and love. I can't wait til we get home to see her again. Dan is going to Utah the last week of July and when he gets back he will be picking her up to finally come home. We picked her out when she was just 1 week old and she has changed so much already. That girl is going to be a terror here pretty soon. Puppy school here we come.
Ok, I cannot procrastinate any longer. Sorry for the choppy post but I'm sure I mentioned the frazzled-ness that I am feeling. Wish me luck!
