23/02/14 - completely unorganised

We leave for Hobart tomorrow, and I've packed nothing! My house is a mess, I have a laundry full of washing, and I haven't even made a list of what I need to do or take with us! This isn't like me at all: I'm usually so organised and ready to go, but this time I just don't feel it. I don't want the surgery to happen, and I think a part of me is hoping that sometime between now and tomorrow morning someone might call and say no, we're going to cancel. 

I know it needs to be done. I know it probably won't be as bad as I'm imagining. I know she is in perfect health going in this time. But ism till her mummy, and I still want to protect her. This next few days is just plain old going to suck.