Vance has shed tears twice already this morning. Mini-meltdowns. Is this day over yet?
Vance still hasn't been sleeping well. Every morning he wakes up a little earlier than the one before. Today's wake up call came around 5:15. We sent him back to bed, but he made so much noise that he woke up Vaughnie. So, we've all been up since then and I'm convinced that this day will suck. I've also shoveled half of the driveway. We had to drain all of the gas in the snow blower before the Movers would take it and we never thought we'd have to use it here, so manual labor today. Justin started shoveling in his work clothes and shoes. Silly! 3 years in Wisconsin and he still doesn't own a pair of snow boots. So I geared up and took his place. Vance came out and helped too. We might tackle the other half this afternoon.
I might go crazy today. We have not left the house since Sunday. We've stayed in our PJ's for most of those days. Yesterday, around 1:00, I changed sweatshirts. Put a little fancier one on for the PM. Must get dressed and leave the house today.
I haven't talked about Vegas yet and, like Sarah, I've been cooking all week, so I've got food to talk about too. Maybe this afternoon....