We are going out of town again. Can you believe it? I can’t. I feel like we have been away so much and just doing doing doing. And here we are, heading out for a week at the shore with my in-laws. I’m not complaining. I mean, who would complain about a week at the shore, be it New Jersey or otherwise? I’m just a bit tired, you know. And I think right now it hasn’t even occurred to me that we will end up at the beach. All I see right now is the travel part, the car ride. I look forward to having things be normal for a while, to get into a new groove with Sam in school, and to have packing and extra errands not be part of our daily life.

I need to re-read what I wrote about travelling with children back on Jo-Lynne’s blog. I haven’t exactly been exercising that calm, relaxed attitude when getting ready for this trip, but I’d like to as soon as possible. Instead I’ve been moody and anxious about a lack of progress in packing and a never ending list of things to do.

But I know it will all get done. It always does. Let’s cross our fingers that my next post isn’t some horror story about the drive there.