The Question Is...

Will I get through the next 33 hours or so while maintaining my sanity? Anyone who knows me knows that packing is not my strong suit. Even for a day trip, I pack too much and stress about everything that could go wrong. I call myself a contingency packer; others call me insane. I am the one rolling a large suitcase, a mobile office, a purse, and a shoulder bag for a 2-day trip. My poor mother usually ends up helping out; she is happily staying in NH for this one. (After I brought her to South Africa under the guise of a 3-week touring holiday but with the ulterior motive of helping me pack and move back to the US, she has gotten wise to my tricks.)

So today's task (as expected, left to the last minute) is to prepare for tomorrow's pack-out. I have set some very low goals for myself for the day: separate out everything I'm bringing with me on the plane, separate my UAB shipment, print/scan a few last things, box up a few things I want to ship ahead, and tidy up where possible. Ultimately all will be well, as the packers don't particularly care how organized I am - everything will go in a box. I am mainly concerned with keeping all the important stuff (passports, tickets, wallet, etc.) out of their way and then making sure Oakwood keeps all of its own furnishings. I just have to stress for a day, and it will be over. (Meanwhile, I also have to go to FSI for an hour or so and trek over to Main State to complete the check-out process and ship my training materials to myself.)

So, it's time to shower, walk Hattie, get dressed, and go get the paperwork done. If nothing else I can stay up all night and get the prep-work done. It's not that much (I really have been trying to get things ready along the way), but it's not where I thought it'd be.

So, breathe. And... Go!