You know that primary song, the one about pioneer children and how they sang as they walked and walked and walked and...you get the picture. Well trek has started to feel that way to me. We've been prepping for it for 6 whole months, and now, just before we're about to leave, I'm so sick of it I could just about barf.
I still need to finish our family flag and I just can't get myself to do it. Our kid who I was counting on to be the creative force behind the whole thing bailed last minute leaving me hanging. Do we even need a family flag for pete's sake? Who really cares if there is a flag or not? I don't that's who.
I feel a bad attitude starting, and I'm doing my best to squish it before it ruins the whole danged experience. Pray for me people.