Go north

We're leaving tomorrow. I think I'm packed...I hope I'm packed...maybe I'm packed...I hate packing. Part of me is going to be very glad when we get out the door, so I can stop worrying about forgetting something and move to the stage where if I did forget something I will just have to buy a new one or live without. It's really wierd to be packing for winter weather when I haven't experienced temperatures below 60 or so in over a year.

Roland was awesome today and took the dog to the dog park while I finished cleaning the apartment. Then he gave him a bath and scrubbed until he glowed. Now we have one sweepy puppy with pearly white fur. Okay, I guess my brain is fried, so I'm going to go worry about forgetting things again.