I feel the clock has picked up speed. The tick-tock clamors for attention. I can’t believe there’s less than a week to go.
- Packing is half-done
- Airport limo hired for flight and return home
- Two appointments outstanding for next week
- Bills paid and up-to-date
- New refill to be picked up Thursday at drugstore
- Most groceries in fridge used up
- Calcium tablets low, pick up new to do duration of trip
- Notify newspaper to suspend delivery
- Pickup money
- Talk to bank about bank card and where it will be
- Type instructions for Lady Gaga’s feeding schedule + list likes and dislikes
- Pick up more kitty litter
- Pick up ear plugs
- Pack lots of chewing gum
- Decide whether to bring boots for traipsing Wall of China, Terracotta Warriors, etc.
- Make a decision regarding internet usage away
- Pack snacks. (Wish I could make popcorn in the rooms.)
- Tidy dining-room table of all the crap that’s been collecting
- Double check what I can pull out of my suitcase
Good thing I’m writing this post and making a list. I’m reminded of a few jobs I hadn’t thought of until now. Must keep a copy so I don’t forget to do these things.
Sometimes my brain slams to a full stop and leaves me blinking. It can’t compute and I wait for something ot come. Too much to think about. Thank goodness I’ve made lists (and sub-lists and sub-sub—I kid you not). At least I’ve had the presence of mind not to scribble on loose pieces of paper or on a notepad. I used a spiral note book (6” x 9”) for note-taking because it’s harder to misplace. I’ve a talent for losing things.
Note B to self:
Do not pack any jewelry. What no earrings? I’ll feel naked without my baubles. I promise to pack only one or two cheap pair. Someone made the comment, “You don’t want anyone ripping your ears off when they grab your earrings, do you?” (Large is implied, I can tell.)
“No, but…” I have only one size: big. Maybe I’ll leave them behind. Maybe. We have a couple of formal dinners on the ship while on the Yangtze River for four days. I can’t dress up without some bling. I must pack a couple of pair, right?
By this time next week, I will have been en-route for about twelve hours, including a five-hour stop-over with miles and hours to go. With time changes, it’s still going to be a long day.
Note C to self:
Take a long afternoon nap Thursday afternoon. Must be awake at 3:00 a.m. Friday morning when airport transport arrives.
This is it guys and dolls. One more post and screen dark until my return. Will miss you like crazy. If I have time. No, I will miss you all. Cross my heart.