It's Official

I am freaking out!

We got our Visas today.

The movers are coming tomorrow morning.

I've washed all the curtains.

And the rugs.

There are 5, 827 more things I can think of to do - and I'm not going to get any of them done.

Our flight is scheduled. Fancy Class. This makes me feel a little crazy because it looks like we won't really be sitting next to each other. Also, do I have to look nice to fly in Fancy Class? Can I request that someone hit me over the head right before take off? Unconscious, but not seriously injured, might be the best way to travel. But then I can't enjoy the complementary pillow, blanket, and head bashing. And who knows if we'll ever pay for Fancy Class on our own?

So, this is it. We're really moving. To another country.

Ugh. I hope you're all reading this as fast as I'm thinking it. I want you to get the level of panic - just...right...

So pray for us. Especially on Wednesday. 10:30pm EST. I'll really appreciate it:)

I love you guys. And I'll miss you.

Especially you. You've always been my favorite. Don't tell The Others.