Complications of decisions

Well so far I've packed and unpacked at least a dozen times, seems I can't make a decision on what to wear, what to take and what not to take. One thing about it I have plenty of time yet to make the final decision which will probably be made just as I run out the door to get to the airport. The only thing that has stayed packed this whole time is the gift I got for my brats last birthday which was only 10 months ago, my time flies.
The cats are starting to catch on that something is going on, when I get the suitcase out Bandit sits in it and Smokey kind of wraps his little arms around my ankle so I can't go to far. I can't believe they are 2 years old already, then somedays it seems I've had them forever. I fixed them a special birthday cake yesterday a can of food (they only get dry food normally) and I put some kitty treats on top of it instead of candles. They took the treats off, Bandit took the one he had and carried it into the litter box and buried it, guess that says what he thinks treats are, Smokey just put his in the middle of the floor and turned his back on it. While vacumning today I found 32 bottle caps, 18 bread ties, 4 pens, and 6 of my barettes hidden under the bed, behind the couch and in every corner. Goodness kids sure can make a mess.
Seems like summer is really here although they have said monsoon season is coming in early this year so I'm really hoping it doesn't storm the day I leave here on the trip, that could be a real mindblower rain and lightening while on a plane. Ok so I worry to much but if I had nothing to worry about I'd worry about not having anything to worry about. Well now it is time to give the cats a bit of attention and play with them. More to come.