Last day, last chance

Despite the fact that I packed Sunday morning, I have ten percent packing left (toiletries, last minute items, etc), and the kids are getting wound up enough that it's getting harder to manage them without sedatives. This is particularly true for my teenager, who is smart enough to know that all traditional punishments are unavailable, and therefore, he sees a bigger opportunity to run his mouth. He is now pulling weeds in the back yard which is VERY important before you leave the country because you don't want to come home to a jungle in your former back yard! Sammy is singing some of the French children's songs we learned. So cute! When I went to bed last night, my schedule for Wednesday looked like this: go to doctor at 9 am, home until church meeting at 7pm. Before I got to the doctor's office, my Schedule had evolved to this: doctor, hardware store, dry cleaners, Joann fabrics (town center), and Bio-max. I hope I am home for lunch but the way things are going, I might not be home today. AUGH! Remember the avalanche of papers that must be tamed before I leave? I am so hoping to go to bed at a decent hour tonight before the grueling thirty-six hours of suffering. anyone who knows me well knows that I am a monster without sleep:( a miserable one too! I hate being that person. I hope the wine and melatonin on the plane get me four to six hours. Note to self, get the neck pillows and eye covers out of the closet!