Watching my whole life go into boxes

I am officially sick of moving. This is our 4th move since being married. I'm going to petition for some settling once this whole Central America debacle is over with! ( ;

I have now moved %90 of belongings into storage.

I kind of feel like I'm getting the exit test, like when you commit to something and then the universe tests you to see if you really mean it.

I've had 3 offers this fall to be flown to various places to help with kids including, Chicago, Mexico, and Disney world.

I accepted chicago, which I will fly to strait from Philly, and turned down the rest to pursue my adventure. As soon as I get back from Chicago on the 24th of Nov if the boat (motor home) hasn't set sail(and is capable of it) then on the 25th off we go. Otherwise I'll have to fly to texas or Mexico to catch up. It all depends on when the engine is sucessfully converted to vegetable oil and running smoothely.

So that should answer the complicated question of "when are you leaving?" !