I hate packing.

School is out for the summer.  Just finished closing down my classroom, which means putting EVERYTHING away.  Grading, recording, filing, sorting, boxing, organizing, cleaning.  The classroom is done at last.  Which means my house looks like a hurricane went through. Twice. Can't see the dining room table.  Mountains of laundry.  Dirty dishes.  Piles and piles of mail and bills to pay. And of course, dog hair.  Everywhere.  And we are supposed to leave tomorrow.  So what do I do? I quit.  That's right.  I'm done for the night. I am NOT packing anymore.  Right now I don't care if I drive to Anchorage tomorrow or not.  

We are traveling to California with a group of students from Kodiak Island.  It is a trip based around career explorations for the 8th grade students, which is actually a lot of fun.  Last year we traveled with them to New York City and Washington, D.C. Our flight leaves Anchorage Monday, but I was hoping to get there a couple of days early, since I have absolutely nothing to wear in the sweltering heat of Palm Springs.  But at this point, I don't care anymore!  Maybe in the morning I will care, but not now.  I am tired, I have a cold and I just want a day of vacation.  Sleep would be nice. Time to cuddle up with the dogs and relax.

Here is a current photo. This is what the front yard looks like.  Yardwork.  Woohoo. Something else to add to the list.  At least the snow is finally gone! 

Palm Springs, here we come... the yard can wait!