Waiting

I'm packed.

I've taken care of every last detail I can think of.

I got a "six-week" haircut on Friday. I mowed the lawn on Saturday. (My brother asked, "Will that be Melanie's job when you're gone?" I answered, "Everything will be Melanie's job when I'm gone.")

I said goodbye to the people at church yesterday. I said goodbye to Melanie this morning. It's nice to know that I will be missed. A little sad, but nice.

I gave the cat his shot. I changed the furnace filter and emptied my wastebasket. I washed a few dishes.

BJ should be here in about an hour. His wife will drive us to the airport.

There is nothing to do but wait.

I hate waiting.

I think I'll go floss my teeth.