Dave and Lindsay are already on their way to Detriot, where they'll pick us up tomorrow afternoon.
I'm here, enjoying the last quiet hours before the non-stop begins. I cleaned the house and made cookies -- my last gasp of my half assed domesticity. I got our carry-ons packed as best I could. Now the only thing left to do is wait until tomorrow morning.
I think after the two fun yet grueling gigs leading up to this tour, I'm ready for this. But like all things, I won't know how ready I am until we're in the middle of it. Still, I'm looking forward with excitement rather than nervousness. That feels nice.
Time for the next adventure.