One is the Lonliest Number

This is definitely a pity post. My parents pack up almost 9 years of their lives in Oklahoma and head out to their new place in the Carolinas. My sister is leaving tomorrow for a science teachers convention in St. Louis which is where my dad is from. she is going to stay with my dad's sister and our teenage boy cousins who are on spring break and have promised to teach her how to play guitar on their Wii when she is not at the convention. I think she's going to see our grandparents too while she's there because she doesn't come back until late Sunday night. So I am all by myself for the rest of the week + weekend. I'm hoping that I will see my parents one more time because I have scored the infamous push mower and we still have our garage door openers to their garage. My mom says not to worry, i don't need to come to the house because the moving vans will be all parked up that they will take care of it all and yes they know I have the night class that i can't skip on wednesdays. I just want to be able to check it off my mental list. I don't like the anticipation part especially when it concerns major life changing events. I'm worried about the doggies traveling on the plane too because they have never done that before. I'm a first born can't you tell? Classic Type A worrier.

On the plus side, I've scored some major victories at work and I am almost caught up with homework. I almost fell asleep in Governmental accounting because my teacher was rambling again about fiduciary funds and about how his son bought him the coolest blue tie for his birthday last week. randomness, eh?

On the yarn front, I am almost done with row 36 on the afghan. That is really awesome because I am using an H hook, and the stitches are all half double crochet. I'm really glad I didn't decide to use my F hook, that would've taken my until A-dolly was in kindergarten to finish.

I should go to bed. It sucks royal A getting up at 6 am and driving at least 40 minutes to work one way.