I have a tendency to overdo the crazy before a big trip. More so than usual. Ask Fitz. He has to live with it.
Last night the crazy included a fashion show. Fitz thought it would be a good time for more modeling lessons. Clearly a FAIL, but funny nonetheless.
At least I have three outfits to wear for the next two weeks.
I have also gone shopping with a pregnant lady whilst contracting (her, not me), washed laundry, organized our finances, cooked (and help consume) an entire package of bacon, and cleaned (most) of the house.
Tomorrow I have a few loose ends at church to tie up and then I'm free!