It's been one of those weeks where i just can't get caught up on anything. But, rather than having the weekend to relax I've promised my daughter a trip to Disney. And she's at the age where she remembers such promises. No more handing her a Cinderella doll and insisting we've gone but she's forgotten.
First thing on my to-do list is to make a checklist but i haven't gotten around to making one.
Never miss a local story.
I put two suitcases on the floor and tell my daughter to fill hers with 5 pairs of underwear and then whatever else she wants to wear. Looking at what she's doing now, I think she's going to be wearing dolls for the next four days. I haven't started on my suitcase yet, so who am I to criticize.
Luckily we're Florida residents and our mode of travel is mommy's car. This means come tomorrow morning, I'm going to be tossing things in the trunk. Surely, something will match. The again it's Disney, who cares if we match. Most importantly, what we pack is stretchy, comfortable and hides sweat stains. Bonus points if it doesn't smell like a humid closet.
Check back for tomorrows update. Single mom vs. 4 hours on the Florida Turnpike with one 5 year old and no DVDs or iPads. Estimated time of departure: 5 a.m.