Airplane travel is nature’s way of making you look like your passport. ——-Al Gore
I should be packed , but I’m not . Ada and I leave for Poland in four days .
I’ve been clearing out the garage to fit one of the cars . (I’ve heard a rumor that garages are actually intended for cars .) That’s no easy task . Jigsaw puzzle- doing skills would come in handy : this oak table might fit sideways next to the shelf ; then I might be able to squeeze in the plastic bin full of shirts and slacks underneath ; on top of those I might be able to set these two hats…………………….
Oh , I’ve been thinking about what to pack . Thinking about it . My friend Don down the block asked me yesterday if I’m packed . I pointed to my skull and said , ” Up here I’m already packed . ” ( I stole that line from my history department chair years ago who told the principal, who had demanded his lesson plans : ” They’re up here , Mrs. S , they’re up here . ” )
I’m packing light . That’s my plan . That’s always the plan . We’ll see . When I was in my twenties I’d throw a shirt and a toothbrush in a bag and take off for a week . But I’m not in my twenties any more . First , I start with my cholesterol pills ………………. and what if we will need to dress up ?…………………and I’ll need to be sure I have extra reading glasses……………..and my laptop .
A friend of ours will be living in the house . That’s a big relief . Someone has to take care of those two cats , the one who pees in certain spots on the floor ( we cover them with plastic ) and the other one who barfs now and again and sometimes poops on the (plastic sheet on) the blue couch . Our friend claims to like cats . I’m not sure that she quite knows what she’s getting into .