Trust me, I want to. Work has been ridiculous lately; I've spent the better part of the last week working on a single task. Frustrating. I just realized that I've scheduled a very important meeting for myself the same date and time DH needs to go to the airport to fly to England. There is a mountain of stuff to do before we pack and ship; then I'll be living on my own for an indeterminate amount of time, since I don't yet know when I'm going to fly over to join DH.
Good news is that the cats are good to go - well, 5 months from now anyway. Their rabies antibody tests came back and so 6 months from April 25th they're eligible to enter the UK under the PETS scheme.
DH leaves in less than two weeks. Cats can't leave for 5 months. Brilliant
I don't think that I'm mentally ready to deal with everything I know I'm going to have to face in the next couple months.
Please send wine.
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I'm faxing you over a couple of bottles...
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