Why is it that the night before I'm supposed to leave for a trip, I can never ever sleep? I laid awake for 3 hours, thinking "Camera, check. Contact solution, check. Bathing suit, check." Trying to shut off the brain. 

Finally gave up around 4:30. I will sleep on the plane to San Diego tomorrow. So looking forward to a week of family (the girl's mom won the trip, and invited us) and sun and relaxing.  OtherMother is one of the most organized people I know, the sort that has a back-up plan for her backup plans- and so I am looking forward to just doing what she tells me to do for a week.  There are very few people I will give up that sort of power to, control freak that I am, and my mother-in-law is one of them.

I see... Sea World and the Zoo and Disneyland in my future. :)


And sleep. At *some* point.