I ran around all day. Seriously. I went to Babies R Us, Kohl's, Target, the photo shop, got my hair cut, had 2 stops to make in the mall, and then off to swim practice. Oh yeah, and I cleaned the "burgundy room" because we will be having guests. Packed Roman's clothes and medical supplies and realized... he took up the whole dang suitcase. Our big black rolly suitcase, practically filled. Not counting the bottles, etc. we need to bring regarding feeding.

So after a few phone calls to see if we could borrow one, we decided it would just be easier to buy one and have it on hand. So off we went to Target at 8:30 (stopping at Taco Bell for a quick dinner) to purchase a suitcase - and more bottles.

During our Taco Bell dinner I finally decided to take my mom's and husband's advice and do only what had to be done to allow me to travel. So the grocery shopping will not get done (but the list is made!), the house will not get cleaned much (I cleaned the bathroom last weekend... it'll have to do!), and our stuff to go back to the storage unit just won't get back there. The 12-month size clothes my sister-in-law is handing down just won't be retrieved. And I think I'll live. :)