The wife and I are going to Chicago Wednesday with another couple. We’re leaving town tomorrow evening, spending the night in Omaha, and moving on first thing Wednesday morning.
The wife is stressing out because she worked all morning and then spent all afternoon/early evening setting up her classroom. She’s currently running around town picking up things for said classroom that people have promised to her and wants to pack for our trip tonight.
Me? I’m going to throw a bunch of clothes in a bag about five minutes before we walk out the door.