I know I should be posting more and letting everyone know what's going on and what I am feeling, but that's just it...I don't really know what I am feeling except anxiety. Anxiety about flying, anxiety about meeting Roman for the first time, anxiety about packing, anxiety about every little freaking thing. I am sure this is normal, but it doesnt feel so normal sometimes...

Especially when one of the cats pees on one of our suitcases...luckily, there was nothing packed in it at the time. Then, the cat would have been in even bigger trouble. Not sure which cat it was or when it happened...

I am trying to pack lightly...one whole smaller carry-on suitcase has all of the items to donate to the orphanage: clothes, toys, socks, medicines, books, etc. In that suitcase, I am packing our clothes that we will wear to the Ministry of Education meeting on Monday and to meet Roman for the first time, PJs & some essential toiletries. That way, if the other bag doesnt make it to Kaliningrad, at least we have our nice clothes there with us and the donations.

The other bigger suitcase will have the rest of our clothes and the gifts for the orphanage director, workers & the host family. Found out the host family is not really a family, just one youngish man...so, I have to find a different present. I really don't think he will like the stationary and journal that I bought.

And, all of this on top of trying to continue to work a full 40-hour work week while listening to the roofers banging on our roof...they are fixing the hole that the tree so graciously left behind.

Okay, so I am rambling, but it is 1:30 a.m. and I was awakened by the Carbon Monoxide detector beeping very loudly...so now, I am worried that we have Carbon Monoxide in our house which rationally, I know we don't, but alas...

On a brighter note...our passports & visas are being hand-delivered today sometime. And we will have an escort walk us through security at the airport on Saturday...god bless my sister who works for TSA.