We keep checking in with each other about whether or not it is time to panic yet.
I have our carry-on bag packed; except for a few goodies like snacks, phones, and - oh, yes! Kevin's passport. It's a long, complicated story, but the short version is that his passport has been with the passport people for two months now. We discussed it at lunch and decided to panic tomorrow. That will give us 10 business
And there's the doorbell!
Well, no need to panic tomorrow!
Also, I must remember to pack Orwell.