today is the day for leaving

those boxes.

oh my.

8

eight

eight big boxes.

and they are all on their way to orcas island.

we will meet back up with them next week.

you should have seen me at the post office yesterday - 

trying to remember what was in each of these boxes

so that i could insure them for their proper value.

shaking, pushing, pressing.

shoving my hand into it through the tightly taped flaps.

god bless jesse, my friendly neighborhood postal worker

who did not kill me.

jesse has a cool wedding band and is celebrating 19 years of marriage this month.

jesse's black sharpie pen needs to be replaced but guess what:

either

a) jesse was messing with me

or

b) your black sharpie has to be dead for two years before they will replace it for you.

weird.

okay, we are packing up the last few odds & ends this morning 

and then we are off!

if you pray . . . 

please pray for good, loving, meaningful (and fun!) conversations and safe travels!

love you all!

cara