Just two days ago PC talked about her annual trek to the UK. Now it's my turn to talk about my first visit to Toronto. At the moment I am no doubt tired from the 4 AM wake-up call yesterday morning. But I'm also excited because I have several fun days planned! I'm going to get to spend time with my editor, tour the Harlequin offices, go on a tree walking tour and probably find my ass cold and wet when I kayak for the first time. I can't wait! And you know I'll have stories and pictures to tell when I get home. (And since Queen Rhonda is traveling with me... At least there will be no horses. :-)).
However, it's the planning that's killing me now. I say this as I stare at my half packed suitcase, the labeled baggies for toiletries I have to fill at 4 AM when I'm bleary eyed and grumpy. And the lists of things for when I'm gone.
I know. I said the word list. And normally I wouldn't bother. Zilla is amazing at being single dad! He is the best dad on the planet - and both Sweet Pea and Baby Girl will back up that statement. But...this is the last week of school. And I normally handle all of this stuff. They both have programs - different days - that need to be attended by a parent (at 11 AM). Baby Girl must be dressed in Sunday clothes. She doesn't need a lunch or snack because they're having a party. But Sweet Pea does - both days. Sweet Pea goes one day longer than Baby Girl. Throw a field trip to the park in the middle of all this - and literally in the middle of Baby Girl's program - and it would be enough for me to pull my hair out if I were here. I'm panicking and I don't even have to deal with all of it. Oh, and don't forget the teacher presents!! I worked hard to have them ready before I left.
It's just a lot of details that I normally handle. So...if you see a wandering man with a list mumbling something about lunches and dresses, be kind to my baby. He's amazing and just needs a little help. I'll see everyone next week.