Its kind of like Christmas eve...

Except not really. Everything is all packed and waiting. I'm showered. Chris has so far only had to deal with one bout of unexplainable tears. I'm trying to relax. I'm enjoying my "last meal"- Chinese, yum! My dogs are brushed. The couch is swept. The floors are swept and mopped. My bedroom is clean. The carpets are steamed. The dishes and laundry are as caught up as they possibly can be. The piles of pink clothes are folded and waiting. A strange sort of calm has descended upon the house. Even the pups are feeling it. 8.5 hours left and counting...