We’re having a little birthday gathering this weekend for H’s mom (who’s turning ninety) with family coming in from out of town. Now that the roads are reasonably clear, I’ve made five trips to the grocery store and one trip to Target (all since yesterday); the kitchen counters are overflowing with groceries and the pantry is stuffed to the gills.
My husband calmly noted last night that our guests will only be here for a total of forty-eight hours and most of that time will be spent driving back and forth to the airport.
Point taken – I guess I’m a little anxious.
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