I just got off the phone with mom & dad, who live across the country.
They ended the conversation with "see you next weekend!"
OMG this is starting to happen NEXT WEEKEND?!
Granted, I knew what the date was today, and I knew their interary. Really I did. But wow. You can't prepare yourself for how you're going to feel two weeks out. A lot of family is flying in next weekend, a week early, to visit together before all the madness begins. But to me, their arrival is the madness beginning.
I still have playlists to build, things to buy, stuff to do.....I keep telling myself.
The thing is, I don't have a lot of stuff to do. It's all doable and I think it's the idea of everything being done that is actually freaking me out.
Am I completely freaking batshit insane? Anyone else have the same feelings? I want to take a long, quiet nap.
We're just two lost souls swimmin' in a fish bowl, year after year