checking in...

well... Achilles just called and said that the truck is finally packed and on it's way. My friend's father in law----we all call him Grandpa---said, "I hope they dont go over too big of a bump." That's for sure.
Thankfully Achilles stayed for them to finish up the pack out.... because I crushed my ring finger in the van sliding door today and had to go have it xrayed.

Yes I said crushed.

But alas, the dr there took pity on me and prescribed me a little percocet (or 10) ...and while I didn't think I'd need them... I did. And never have I been so glad for lil' blue pills in my life. *sigh*.
Tomorrow the big kids and I will be cleaning house in time for Thursday's inspection. Thank heavens for capable teenagers.
wish me luck...