Morrison Bridge Parking with Rose Festival
This is where I park on Mondays for the screaming deal of $9.25.

My level of wigging has advanced from yellow to orange. If I had more time I would make a CW wigging-threat advisory chart. I leave for Seattle on June 20. I have 6 more days in the office, two days of work-related travel and 3 days at home. For the three days at home I have one appointment and two get-togethers.

Otherwise I have to figure out packing and run errands. I haven't figured out what I'm going to do for bedding yet. Good thing I talked Bob into getting rid of that extra bedding that was just sitting around when I cleaned out the linen cupboard last November.

I said to someone that I had no idea how much shampoo one should pack for 6 weeks and he very intelligently pointed out that they have stores there. This morning I woke up at 4am thinking about the things I need to take care of before I leave. This is good practice because I have to get up a 4am tomorrow and take a 6am flight to Boise. I think any time the alarm goes of before 5am is just wrong.

I keep telling myself that the world isn't going to end if some of this stuff doesn't happen. But still, the list clicks away in my head.

Yesterday's game between Germany and Poland was a good one. I love the German team. Can you even look at a picture of Michael Ballack without wanting to run your fingers through his hair? Even though I want to see Spain play, I'm resisting the urge to tape games this week. Hopefully I can cram in a couple next weekend between episodes of wigging.