Again, Not Much of a Planner

My husband has a 6 am flight to Charlotte tomorrow, because he's going down there for a few days so he can do his orientation and meet his students and maybe look for a place for us to live.

Like I said, 6 am tomorrow.

He just got his hotel & car rental this afternoon. It required much scrambling.

He's not packed.

I don't think any of his dress clothes are even clean or accessible.

He can't remember what time his flight gets back on the 22nd.

I have to go buy him some shoes.

We're both sick.

And I have fucking Christmas presents out the ass left to knit.

*sigh*