With one full day and two nights to go before I am going to the airport to meet Jack, I am starting to feel nervous.
The house is clean, but I am cleaning things for the second time.
Not that it will help, with 3 dogs the hair will be flying everywhere, but still.
I need to do something.
Constantly checking the train to see if nothing goes wrong there and constantly checking up on things making sure everything is in its place.
And in the meantime thinking of poor Jack, who is spending his afternoon in the dentists chair.
Think he has the worst deal here.
Wish it were Thursday.