Check, please

The list is getting smaller. For some reason, I have resisted compiling the scraps of paper and the scraps in my mind to one complete list, so checking things off is primarily a mental exercise. I have to say that mental lists are the greatest alarm clock ever. I am awake a little earlier every day. Today, I was up at 4:00, but refused to get up at first because it's cold and I ran out of propane last night. As a result, I am bundled up in fleece, sweats, and half-finger gloves, and I'm drinking irradiated coffee from microwaved water. Which, let's be clear, is still pretty luxurious depending on your frame of reference. I'm the most grateful for the coffee and the gloves.

Court saga: The Conclusion 
On Wednesday, I once again attacked my paperwork beast. I began around 7 a.m. and finished with a completed filing at 2:48 p.m., with 12 minutes to spare before they closed. Some highlights:

• Talked to my paralegal 8 times, once rather frantically from the courthouse
• Killed at least one tree's worth of paper in mistakes
• Ran out of toner dangerously close to my appointment time with the notary
• Learned that notary public people no longer use that groovy stamp (it's not copy-able, hence the change)
• Got turned away from the window 3 more times
• Found a drug store in the final 40 minutes to get tools for correction and reassembly (staple remover, stapler, staples, big envelopes, change for the copy machine at the courthouse)
• After two solid days of wrestling, I filed. CHECK.

Packed up my office on campus
Primarily, this entailed one full box of academic books to help me complete my own book. Doug and I have a publisher deadline this year.  The second box was made up of electronic tethers of various sorts. Also took my brand new IMac. New home office: CHECK

Vet check, final vaccinations, health papers, horse hotels
Quincy is legal in all our drive-through states and his hotel itinerary is confirmed. CHECK

Sanity
Pam is coming tomorrow to help with the rest of the list, drive my other car down to her house, and basically restore my sanity. Best friend showing up for the 80 zillionth time to save me from myself. CHECK


Four days until blast off.