Mere hours ago, I found out my initial recall was correct and said trip is, in fact, today.
Thus the unprepared Iris is being dragged hours away to a tent in the middle of a field full of vintage stuff she can't afford, all in the name of female bonding time. At least she gets good Italian food.
My mother hates it when I touch technology in her presence, so I probably will be gone from today until sometime Sunday evening. I might be able to sneak on discord in the middle of the night when I won't be sleeping due to my mother and my aunt snoring like demons. I'll be forced out of bed approximately the same time I normally roll into it for these few days...
Please pray for me.