Well I’ve just about made it through my THIRD LAST DAY at work. Birthmom called earlier to ask how my “third last day” was going. We laughed a little more and talked about all the possibilities for tomorrow. She’s packing again, and we’re already packed (again).
I will probably try to tidy up the house a little more this evening, just in case. Maybe I’ll wash some bottles and read up on how to prepare the formula. We also need to find a sitter for Roper, when the time is actually here. That will be a very spontaneous request, I’m sure.
Wouldn’t want to watch this dog?