The Incorrigible Night Owl

There are two full days until Madalyn and I leave on our trip. I am almost entirely packed, the only exception being the overnight (toiletry) bag. The lacking supplies for this have been purchased; I just need to organize the bag and fit everything in it.
Now, this is pretty amazing, in and of itself. But, in addition to this, most of my house is actually pretty darned clean AND I have nearly finished the laundry that I have not been caught up on since before we moved to this house in September. I will not have to spend the remaining two days at home running around in a near-panic. It is, to put it mildly, night unto a miracle. Someone may want to phone the Vatican and give them a heads up. While they’re here they can check out this strange three-digit tattoo I found on Eliza’s head.