In preparation for our beach trip, I asked my husband to pretty please set up a time for our windshield to be replaced. It had gone from a tiny crack to a huge, embarrassing, sight hindering, blemish, and there was no way I was going to drive 6 hours with it that way.
There is nothing like waiting till the last minute, and that is of course, what my family likes to do. So here I sit, two days before we leave, waiting for the windshield guy.
I've got a four hour window to wait and three dogs who live for scaring the beejesus out of visitors and a preschool graduation I am missing.
I have used this time for loads of laundry, vacuuming the couches, cleaning the kitchen, planning a minimal mess dinner (tonight we grill!), and making my famous planning/packing/prepping lists.
Still, there are a lot more things I'd rather be doing, number one being watching two little nephews do their end of the year preschool program. I think it's the same program I have seen for the last few years, but it is still adorably cute and the boys are charming and sweet and I am missing it very much!