We leave for Vegas tomorrow.
I am currently at my brother and sister-in-law's house helping Mel pack. She's so excited she's bouncing off the wall. I am fully submersed in the terror that accompanies me pre-travel. Once we land I should be okay, but at the moment I am wracked with guilt.
Anytime I go away, I feel sick about it. Mostly it's the pressure of going somewhere new, but it's also a large portion about abandoning my responsibilities at home. So far, it has not gone well as Maddy didn't even make it through the first day and Ky called to report all the things Maddy pooped on.
Oh well. I am sure I will have a good time. You guys should have a good time too. Write about how much you adore me. Or, you know, whatever.