I’m supposed to be packing for our weekend trip to The Lake. Packing is kind of a non-event now since we have so much stuff already there. Damon has a whole wardrobe there. We have a whole set of toiletries in the bathroom; the only thing we have to do is make sure Fuller and I have clothes (and bathing suits).

Right now I am mustering up the energy to actually get the suitcase down from the attic so the clothes I have washed and folded can be packed neatly.

Even though this packing is a non-event, I somehow always make it into one. It is totally unnecessary, but I still do it. I have to wash all dirty laundry before I can decide what clothes to pack. I realize we will only be gone for a weekend, but I have this compulsion to clean the entire house. This never happens anymore, but the compulsion still exists. Thankfully it is Friday, trash pick-up day, so the house is empty of trash. It’s a start.

Updates from the road can be found on my twitter. See ya in Alabama!