T minus One.

Tomorrow morning at this time, we will be on a plane to Napa. San Francisco technically but whatever. It is already shaping up to be quite a trip.

M got a call from the place we are staying for the race yesterday. Neither of us were thrilled about it as it was -- Troop Beverly Hills-style camping in cabins -- but we were told it was the closest place to stay near the race site with running water so we went with it. It is so important to be close since you have to get up so early anyway. But, yesterday we learned that they do not have linens, towels, or pillows for us. $159/night and we need to stop at Target to buy sleeping bags and stuff? That's just great.

So, this morning, we have divided and hope to conquer. M is trying to fight their 72 hour cancellation policy on the grounds of new and important information. I have found us an alternative place to stay that is also not ideal but has linens. Either way, we will make it work.

And, of course, this trip is about as poorly timed work-wise as possible. Not quite as poorly as possible as neither of us have to cancel but man. We couldn't know six months ago that both of us would both be probably at our busiest in the last year right now. I know I'm coming back to probably straight 12 hours days for the rest of the month. Which means that I am going to try to enjoy these few days off as much as possible.

I am really, really, really looking forward to Sunday at about 10:00 am, when I should hopefully be a triathlete, having run the whole four miles and everything, and getting to see my parents who are coming out to witness and join in the fun. And, even more so looking forward to Sunday at 2:00 pm when we have massages scheduled. And, even MORE looking forward to Monday when we go wine touring.