packing
June 19th. Approximately 2:30 PM. Premier Inn, Milngavie/Bearsden.

10.5 hours to the start. About an hour until Annie and I go to Glasgow to fetch the car.

I think we’re all getting nervous and we’re doing what we can to face that. Extra sleep helped. As the clock relentlessly continues to tick away the minutes, the butterflies grow more insistent.

We’ve repacked everything we have. At this point, it’s a waiting game. Wait for the time to get the car. Wait for the car to get the food.

Wait for 1 AM to arrive.

Hopefully, this quiet time doesn’t allow us to overthink—truthfully, I expect it won’t. We’ve got a plan. It’s a good plan, and we all just have to execute the plan.

And enjoy it, of course. I have confidence; we’ve done (most) of this before.

Soon, the quest for the car begins. The first domino falls. Let the cascade begin.