Pre-flight procrastination
This is my 101st blog entry on this blog. Woo hoo!
I am having another night-before-leaving-for-a-trip frustrated apathy session. Even though I made a list of what needs to be packed for my 8:30am flight tomorrow (meaning that I will have to get up at 5:30am) , I'm still struggling to make it all happen.
My biggest hurdle that I just need to get past? I wanted to just take a carry-on suitcase. But I have slightly too much stuff to take, plus I'd have to rethink my toiletry liquids that normally just get thrown into checked luggage. Would it be easier if I were a guy and didn't have to worry about all the extra stuff that even not-too-girly girls have to worry about? Who knows.
I'm flying to New York, then taking a taxi to my aunt's house in Brooklyn. From there, we'll be driving upstate to a friend's house for the night and most of Sunday. Then it's back to Brooklyn where I'll work remotely on Monday (and hopefully catch Heroes that night), attend a seminar in Manhattan on Tuesday, and then leave on Wednesday.
I need dress shoes and clothes, as well as jeans and sneakers and t-shirts and sweaters (polar fleece and lighter, slightly more dressy sweaters). Plus toiletries and undergarments, a laptop, books for the 5-hour flights... and also some of my company's products to give to my aunt and her family.
Still, I think it's ridiculous that I can't just fit everything into one small suitcase and my laptop backpack. Well, I'm not getting any less sleepy and I've managed to procrastinate a good 25 minutes away just by convincing myself to turn on my computer and check this week's weather.
Phoebe (who is growing into a teenaged cat) is sleeping in front of me on my desk and not helping. She looks so cozy...
