The Countdown

The countdown has begun. Will it be 13 days to match? Less? I am certain that no matter what happens, we will be traveling on September 18th and 19th, only because I am supposed to be somewhere those days. Just like washing your car makes it rain and lighting a cigarette (not that I would) makes your food come from the kitchen, I suspect Murphy's law of The People's Republic dictates that after a three year wait, travel should be scheduled when I am supposed to be elsewhere or when it is most expensive. Should have planned important events six or eight months ago. Or a year. But that would have been too easy. And if God was ready for us to be matched, we would have been. All in his time.