No doubt today will be packed, As soon as the house awakes life will be breakneck speed.

We leave for the Rodeo in 4 days. We just got the RV back yesterday afternoon late. There are still a million things wrong and a million more to switch as far as our load goes.

Bob and I have a doctor's appointment this morning. I have to get Jasmine into the vet for a blood draw for the University of Cornell's Study. The others can wait a bit but with the news that her cancer has metastasized I have to get her info in now. I have to make contact with Elaine. That is a rough one.  I am accused of being on the phone or computer non stop,  maybe that is because I am trying to get discounts, donations and talk to the never ending puppy folk? Then I am fussed at because I have not spent hours talking to the lady who owns the crematorium. The 5-10 emails a week sent to check in on her and say HI don't count. I am to "chat". She is older and having a rough time of it. I get that. I happen to care about her a lot, but calling her when I am swamped is hard enough, add calling her because Jasmine's end is near and it is almost too hard ot get out of bed. The Greenes and Bushes only call when they have a dead dog, but that is okay, they are  busy people.... I do not get it. I guess I never will

My calves feel like I have ran a marathon, not sure why. I did wear a pair of flat sandles that I haven't worn in a long bit. maybe that is the problem? Or mayby it is just another manifestation of the Fibromyalgia? Who knows...

First up is fold the tent and repack it... then begin to pull the extras off the rv to reassure Bob I am not trying to enter a weight pulling contest.  Find all of my lists and begin marking off the to dos and already dids... I have to get the new kid's pool put up . I am stilll cleaning house. this place will not be clean until a fire of biblical proportions hits it and burns it to the slab.  My garden tub which comfortably fits 4 adults is filled beyond capacity with the kid's toys.  Right Bob you are "teaching " them to keep things clean ... they don't have anything so of course it looks like they are keeping things cleaner...

I have to color my hair... when I started coloring my hair I was only 17 grey comes early in my family. Now I must color since I have little natural color left and Bob is apparently not keen on living with a white haired woman.... but heck I have 4 whole days...

Bob must fuss at the Camping World which in my honest opinion has been a total joke. They broke the shower door on this last 3 +week trip into the shop... that is bad enough right??? But there is glass everywhere!! Last night I had breatherd a sigh of relief, at least it was home, Bob could go out and have his cacoon of silence and Jasmine and I could enjoy the tv shows I have recorded but can only watch sans kids and husband....he was out for 15 minutes then back in, the batteries have been so badly damaged the AC will not work. I want to really drive home the disgust, he wants me to be patient since he thinks this is the only way we will get the rig up and running.  Yeah that is going to happen.