Gotta fly. No, really.

It's 8 am in Victoria and we leave for the airport at 10:30. I'm typing this quickly between laundry loads before hurling myself at the vacuuming. Leaving a house-sit is a bit like trying to remove all traces of yourself from the scene of a crime, really. The four Schnauzers (two of them diabetic and blind) may make that a bit more challenging. I don't have time to explain; I suppose it might make a great post --- when I can laugh about it.

Anyway, once again, Eden Kennedy of NaBloPoMo, the post-counter is claiming I've only posted 30 posts for the month of August. Thirty-one, Eden Kennedy, I've counted. All submitted before midnight PDT. So I'll be taking my completion badge, thank-you very much. Just not now. I have to fly.