The Amazing Race
We are exhausted and confused. And 100% excited. Margaux has been working on Spain time for the past few weeks, which means she is waking up at 3 am every morning. And the skype calls to Spain wake me up, so there’s a little bit of sleep deprivation happening. On top of that, our house is a mess. The last thing anyone wants to do when they are exhausted is wash dishes.
(Not our actual sink)
The obvious solution would be to go to sleep early, and do some chores, but we have an addiction to Grey’s Anatomy and The Walking Dead that makes it impossible. We are so tired by the end of the day that nothing gets done. We are sort of like non-violent zombies right now.
I am excited to finish my work, so maybe I can start managing everything at home. We haven’t packed, we haven’t really sold much of our stuff, and we are feeling the pressure of the clicking clock.
Is this real? It is not really sinking in that in just a few short weeks we will be on a plane to Madrid. We have decided to be patient with each other and pretend that we are on the Amazing Race. We must work together to get things done and not lose our cool over mundane things. Margaux and I auditioned for the Amazing Race a long time ago, and though we didn’t get on the show, we know we are a competitive team.
We are a good team. And this is an Amazing Race. The next rest stop: Madrid!