I woke up early so I could pack without stressing last minute but so far all I’ve really done is pull out my suitcase and dump a bunch of clothes on my bed in an attempt to figure out what to wear.
The forecast is mid-60s (17-19 Celsius) with a little rain likely a few days. We just had another week of high 80s weather after a week in the 90s. My fall weather wardrobe seems so foreign to me and I’m not sure where to start.
I’m at the airport, safe’n’sound and hopefully have packed everything I need. I sorta just started dumping things in at the end which means I’m probably forgetting some necessary toiletrie but hey there are things called stores.
Just grabbed some dinner – a questionable Cobb salad makes me hope I won’t have an extra uncomfortable flight (ifykwim) but a delicious cocktail more than made up for it.
Hoping I’ll catch a few hours of sleep on the plane – I don’t think it should be a problem, since I’ve worked 9 days straight and therefore am already exhausted (hence my lollygagging at packing).
The Obsessive Dilettante 