I know, right? Who isn't?
From here on out the next week should be pretty crazy. Houseguests, the cleaning that goes on before houseguests, packing, laundry that goes on before packing, then driving, and shopping, and bye-ing, and then more driving. Not to mention that I haven't even thought about what to serve at our little party on Saturday night. Nor shopped for it.
But we are proud, we're happy, and we're thrilled. (name it - 150 imaginary points)
And not having a traumatic weekend at all.