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Ticket to Ride

I'm leaving for four-point-five days in the southland within thirty-six hours and I still feel remarkably unorganized, even though the food part is essentially done. I used to have this travel thing down because I did it so much. I don't know whether it's because I am 1) driving and 2) mostly staying with my brother. Or if I am having a reaction from the end of my LDR. Or if I just got out of practice the nine months I could either barely move or was busy swotting for exams.

I did accomplish a number of tasks today, including printing out directions to the Saturday party and the recipe for the sour cherry upside-down cake, paying all-the-bills-except-the-mortgage, and reserving my Monday night lodging.

I still need to decide what to wear (I bought a lovely red sundress at the Gap today and it will be coming with me), find the mortgage bill and send it off, figure out how my new telephone works, and gather items for my mini-ritual of "drowning" my troubles of the last year in the sea.