There is something about leaving town for a few days that throws me into a tailspin. I have this strange compulsion that EVERYTHING must be taken care of and in its place when I leave. When I leave for more than a few days-that entails LOTS of planning. November's bills have to be all taken care of -in their envelopes-or scheduled for on-line payment. ALL the loose paperwork and business in my office has to be in order. The yard has to be cleaned--the house has to be clean----the clothes have to all be clean. Everything for my volunteer work has to be in order--future projects planned---all notified of my leaving---future lessons for the student I tutor prepared and explained to her. The car has to be washed and full of gas-FLYING NOT DRIVING on this trip. There is PLENTY to do and today I sprinted to finish it all. NOW TO PACK!
You might ask WHY----why this strange need. WELL- you never know when the plane may fall out of the sky, I might have a heart attack, or one of those crazy Erie drivers might run over me.....It's kind of like the old saying "Don't ever leave the house in holey (NOT HOLY) underwear---you have a wreck for sure." In case I don't make it back and you all come over--things need to be in order. SO--I'm ready---and I am not packing any holey underwear!