Trouble always comes in Ps

Packing, planning, presentation--I guess that's what you'd call our three "P" troubles. Packing...50 pound limit on each suitcase..."Okay, Susie, let me see, is this heavier than you?"...planning...I want to do this, this, this, and, oh, Mrs. So-and-so invited us to dinner...presentation...that's not my job.

Ugh, this isn't exactly a vacation, and yet it is. A whole two months (well, if you say a month is about four weeks, eight weeks is two months) of it, and here we are planning, packing, and presenting...

And yet, multiply the stress by two or three next year, because everything we want to take home has to go...now. It's enough to make your head spin.

And you hope it'll be worth it. You live your comfortable lives and then suddenly, bam, it sneaks up on you. It's enough to make everything spin.

Anyway, soon enough it'll be over. Friday begins the stress of travel, which, except for customs lines and worry, is my second-favorite part of the whole business.
Saro