Ducks in a Row

Someone tell me why it is so important that all the sheets have been changed on the beds before I get on a plane? Does the wall behind the stove need to be scrubbed? Of-course it does. Can you only imagine if people showed up to my grieving families home after my plane crashed to find dust and dirt. Oh the shame.

I have a completely capable family that are able to tidy up after themselves and do not spend much time thinking about the cleanliness of their sheets. However right before I leave for a trip I morph into this obsessive compulsive clean freak.

Plus my colleagues are ridiculously attractive people. Which brings a challenge for someone who's great clothing aspirations include clean Lulus and has the ability to grow Muppet-like eyebrows overnight. In the next three days I will be plucked, coiffed, painted and fitted in my best effort to blend.

I'm acutely aware that I am difficult to be around at the moment. My children are strangely out of sight and my husband looks like he is trying not to make any sudden movements. There is a definite air of 'don't let the door hit you on the way out' in Martinville. It makes me hopeful that the sense of relief, will over ride any missing of Mom.

While writing this I started to wonder if other women suffer from
PreTripGetAllYourDucksInARowandForGoodnessSakedosomethingwithThoseEyebrowsMomisits. I'll save you some time. I googled it. The answer is no. Which means that adding it's entry in urbandictonary.com, just made it to my pre-trip to do list.