I’ve got my passport and my international driving license. I have the disks with the reports I need to take out there and my notes to read while showing the reports.
I’m bringing about 3 pairs of jeans, 2 pairs of slacks, 11 shirts, 12 pairs of undies, 12 pairs of socks, and my slippers.
I have my cpap, my laptop, and my Gameboy is charging and I have the games and the usb charger and the headphones.
I will be wearing jeans, a comfortable short-sleeved shirt with two large breast pockets, and my Doc Martens with the laces only looped up one of the three possible eyelet levels for easy slip-on/easy slip-off at security.
Leaving Sunday, getting back on the 1st of July… which is nice, because we have Monday, the 4th, off. So I come home to a 3-day weekend that is also a 3-day weekend for Maribou. I’ve also got the Tuesday off but I’ll probably go into work anyway because I’ll be antsy in the pantsy because I’ll be waking up at 3AM for a week after I get home.
As such, this weekend will be devoted to laundry and groceries and making sure that Maribou has everything that she needs to be able to put up with me not being around for a couple of weeks. (We stocked up on her favorite fizzy drinks and apples and I’ll be making 5 liters of my spaghetti sauce.)
We’ve also got a couple of dates scheduled this weekend: on Friday night? We’re going to a baseball game. Like, a real one. Well, it’s AAA. Even so, it’s a real live sporting event where the outcome is, to the best of my knowledge, not pre-determined. And Saturday night, well. I just told her “we should go on a date” and she agreed so we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.
I’m sure I’m forgetting something. I hate it when I’m forgetting something.
So… what’s on your docket?
(Image is Tristan and Isolde Drinking the Love Potion by Gautier Map from the Messire Lancelot du Lac. He did most of his stuff in the 12th and 13th century so I figure it’s in the public domain.)