Prepping the Move

I'm prepping to leaving. The car is mostly packed and I'm nervously keeping an eye on it outside the window. I'm going to be driving across the damn country - again. This kind of sucks because I'll be alone. It kind of sucks because I'm waiting for tomorrow to leave. This kind of sucks because I'm not completely ready to go, although I'm well prepared so there is no real stress.

Anyway, I got ducks inna row. I just hate waiting to start knocking them down.

See you on the flip side eh?