Countdown? What countdown?
Outwardly, I’m going about my business – running errands, clipping coupons, calling Luka to make sure we’re on the same page concerning airport pick-up logistics, tidying my apartment, paying bills, finishing up clinic business, watching the clock to gauge how close Dad & the boys are to landing (about an hour at this point) in the States, printing off my boarding pass for my flight to Philly tomorrow.
Printing off my boarding pass for my trip to Philly tomorrow.
Yeah . . . inwardly, I’m pretty much bouncing off the walls.
