I spent the day ducking in and out of Ireland plans. We have all necessary reservations, and I’ve almost finished my over-detailed pre-trip essay. Almost.
The laundry pile is down to a small load, most of which will remain here, and we’ll take it easy tomorrow (family time!) and finish the last bits and the house-cleaning.
Then, as the work-week begins, we’ll be allowing ourselves to be loaded into one of those silver tubes, and hope our names don’t come up if the airline decides to yank our seats away after assuring us multiple times that they’re ours.