outta here

Well, this is the weekend. The infamous guilt-ridden, mommy going away with the girls weekend. Here I go. I'm really going. I am. Just give me a minute.

Getting me out of the house for the weekend involves a lot of planning. Step 1 was to line up my mother in law to come stay. That way, I don't feel as much like I am leaving them to fend for themselves. That sounds horrible, my husband is really great with The Kiddos. I think it helps ease my guilt, though, because instead of just saying "Mommy is going away for the weekend", I can now say "Gramma is coming to stay for the weekend!". The Kiddos know that I am leaving, but they are excited for Gramma to come stay. Sometimes, I can be smart like that. Sometimes.

Step 2 was to get everything done that could possibly need to be done around the house, so that I don't have to feel bad that I left the house "undone". I did everyone's laundry. Everyone's favorite outfits are clean. I washed all the bath towels. I washed all the dish towels. I washed the sheets and remade the beds. I grocery shopped and made sure everyone's favorite foods were stocked. I cleaned the kitchen. I cleaned everyone's room this morning. The house is all set. We're good.

Step 3 was getting the things I needed for the trip ready. It's all girls, and we were all asked to bring a side dish, etc to share. So, yesterday I spent a good chunk of time making chicken salad, banana bread, and lemon bars. While at the grocery, I picked up all the other things I'd need. Drinks to share, mostly. Fresca, tea, and beer. LOL.

Step 4 was to get everything ready for The Babe's first day of school today. I had to find her backpack, get her a folder for the teacher/parent correspondence. I had to get an "extra outfit" in there, just in case... We were assigned to decorate an apple ornament with a picture of our child and I had to get some family photos together for a class project. I completed the checklist this morning.

Now I am in the middle of step 5. Getting my shizz together and getting out the door. I have just finished packing my bag. I am proud that it is such a small bag. I am usually a huge over-packer. Now I have to pack the cooler full of my food items and make lunch for the kids. After lunch, we're off.

I'm really going. I am. Here I go. Just give me a minute.....