"Cuz I'm leaving on a jet plane"

Tomorrow morning, at the buttcrack o' dawn, I am leaving my snuggle bed and heading to that Delight of Delights, Los Angeles International Airport, or LAX as we locals like to call it.  

And it's pronounced, "El Lay Ex" and not "lax" as if you're lax on your travel details (keep reading).

After arriving a LAX, I will then catch a plane (I've got my catcher's mitt handy) (that was a joke) and fly up to Reno.  I think.  Or am I flying into Lake Tahoe? And I don't mean crashing into the lake but landing at the Lake Tahoe airport.  Is there an airport in Lake Tahoe?

Beats the heck out of me.  I'll know when I get there.

Oh, and I don't even know what airline I'm taking.


All I know is I'm getting on a plane to SOMEWHERE but I do not know which or where.


This is what we call, "Good Planning."


At one point tomorrow, after landing WHEREVER, I will arrive at my destination, which is a house in Crystal Bay on Lake Tahoe for 4 Fun-filled days with my sisters and their families and Thing 2 and assorted other friends and extended family.


It's going to be great and I'm so excited.


TheManTheMyth and Thing 1 will NOT be joining us (my side of the family can be a little overwhelming and my menfolk can only take them in small doses) so before I leave, I must make sure that TMTM and T1 will be able to function in my absence with the least amount of stress as possible because despite their claims that I "don't do anything" when I'm not here to "not do anything" they kind of flail around.


This means all the dishes must be washed because they will NOT wash a single dish while I'm gone as I'm the only person in this house who seems to know how to operate the dishwasher.


Clothes must be washed, dried and put away because see above and exchange "Washer and Dryer" for "dishwasher."

My desk (MY desk) and other surfaces must be cleared off so that TMTM won't start throwing stuff away in my absence which he has done before, like the time he threw away LIBRARY BOOKS because "they looked old and just laying around so I thought they were trash."


Them's fightin' words.


While I'm gone, I'm hoping that more progress will have been made on the kitchen.  I went out for about an hour last night and I came home to find my stove and refrigerator had switched places and my Above-The-Stove microwave/vent hood is now on the counter.

Ignore the mess.  Please.

Anyway.  My new washer and dryer have both just finished their sets and I know this because they played their little song so now I have to start folding clothes and packing.


Cuz I'm leaving on a jet plane.  In the morning.  To Somewhere.