99 days to lift off...

Ron and I are freaking out. We've just realized how little time there is left and how much we have left to do. We need tickets and gear, vaccinations and passports, sell this and that, review agreements, transfer accounts, terms and conditions, insurance and storage, refills and battery chargers, bosses and bank accounts, getting in shape, going insane. Ahhhhhh!

And to top all that off the economy is just getting worse and worse and worse. The money we set aside to restart our lives when we return is disappearing before our eyes. But we can't bring ourselves to give up now. We've mentally made the leap and now we have to jump even if we have to shackle each other to the rocket pointed precariously off the cliff. Wile E. Coyote style.