My one thing is to buy parking for my trip to Austin tomorrow. Mom called on Monday and asked if I wanted to fly down for the weekend to help sort through the mountains of kid papers and detritus that they’ve been unpacking from a storage container(dare I call it a pod?) that’s been in Cleveland for the past 10 years. Instructions are to bring an empty suitcase, a toothbrush, and one change of underwear so as to leave room for SO MANY THINGS that either have to come back home with me or go away forever. I’m actually doing one better and checking two nested suitcases on the way down plus underpacking my Ebags Motherlode. I’ll have a ton of room.

Excited to see their house and hopefully both sets of aunts and uncles who also live in Austin while I’m down there.