Yesterday morning I was driving our stuff to the storage unit and got rear-ended. It wasn’t a bad accident — the car is fine, and while I’ve had some soreness, my chiropractor saw me right away and helped me a lot. But still, it wasn’t ideal timing! Then we noticed Frida the dog was limping. A visit to the vet this morning revealed a torn ligament in her leg (basically nothing is holding her bones together!), which requires surgery. The “cheap” surgery is $800 and there’s a waiting list for the doggie specialist surgeon who flies in to perform it. We are lucky to have a house sitter who is willing to perform the nursing duties if the procedure is performed this summer.

On the plus side, we are ready to go and fairly un-frantic.

And what’s the good argument for taking small children on a journey like this? Well, they’re very cute and funny and charming, yes, but they also wear diapers (Dean full time and Graham overnight). Diapers, I have discovered, are the ultimate packing tool. They fill in awkward gaps, protect fragile items, and they’re small enough to squeeze into all manner of crevasses. We have about 150 in our various suitcases, so I’m glad they’re good for something!

Only 12 more hours until we’re in the air. Hasta la vista!

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