Packing, packing, packing.
March 11th, 2003
Packing, packing, packing.
It seems impossible that we’re getting on the road in nine hours.
Three days later, Erin will have permanently relocated to Houston. I
was detailing our plans to my boss today, and—upon hearing that
Erin’s last day at CSP was today, and
starts her new job Monday—said, “You guys certainly like to plan
leisurely vacations. I don’t even want to hear about your
honeymoon!”
Of course, this was our “honeymoon”.