I woke up at 6:30 this morning thinking, “The day after tomorrow. We leave for Ethiopia to get our girls the day after tomorrow.”
I tried to doze back off to sleep, hoping to add another hour to my sleep ‘bank’ before we head off on the 24 hour trip to a time zone 9 hours ahead of our own. The next two weeks will be filled with jetlag– both in Ethiopia and after we arrive back home. But my mind was immediately racing to my to-do list.
Most of the packing for the trip is done, but we have a birthday party to squeeze in between now and Sunday morning. There is cake to make and a house to clean. There’s breakfast in bed to deliver to my sweet 13 year old son. He requested our favorite Christmas morning breakfast– french toast strata, which my 17 year old put together last night. Along with that we’ll do sausage and fruit and orange juice and the usual custom of the whole family trooping in singing with a loaded breakfast tray at the head of the parade.
My 5 year old has a cold, which I’m hoping the rest of us travelers won’t get. We’re loading up on Airborne and vitamin C, and I’ve packed cough drops and Nyquil and Kleenex and anything else a person might need to be as comfortable as possible with a cold. I’m sure it’ll be fine, however it works out. But it would be more fun if we were not fighting colds in Ethiopia,especially during rainy season. Hmm….maybe I should toss in a few tea bags.
Well, I’m off to scurry around doing last minute things. I can hardly believe we are soooo close!!