My energy, that is. I had all these plans to deep clean the house and clean the carpets, and I have fizzled out. I am about packed now, following carefully the latest lists. Measuring bags to see if they qualify as carry-on. When it comes down to it, I have the computer bag, a suitcase of clothes (and cheese) and then some "stuff." Mostly electronics...camera, GPS unit, meds. Stuff that won't fit in the laptop bag. Now I am trying to decide if I should just take the big carry on, or downsize it to the size of my laptop bag. I will be bringing home all the treasures that we find, and the obligatory gifts for the grandkids and neighbors who are taking care of the horse and big dog. I got less than four hours of sleep and cannot make decisions! I think I called Sandoz four times in two hours. "sunglasses?" "I remembered the GPS!" "what size is carry on?" "crutch or walking stick?" I know that I will forget something important. At this point I just want to be there so that I don't have to think about the preparation any more.
I miss Henry, and sitting here in the house, he is all I can think about. Once gone it won't be so bad. To do chores without him this morning was very weird.