I still might take an item or two out, but I think I have all I need, and I think it'll work. A big piece of my trepidation has been lifted because I finally got around to doing something I needed to do.
United States Constitution, Article I, Section 9, Clause 8: "No Person holding any Office of Profit or Trust under them, shall, without the Consent of the Congress, accept of any present, Emolument, Office, or Title, of any kind whatever, from any King, Prince, or foreign State."
Tuesday, December 13, 2022
I Think I'm Packed!
For barely thinking about it until about a week ago and not even putting things aside until Sunday, the fact that I've settled on a carry-on and a backpack for my personal item, and that I think I can carry all that I need to to Hawai'i in both bags, is damn well near a miracle. I have been having so much stupid anxiety over this two-week vacation that I procrastinated starting, and I'm not quite finished because there are a few things (laptop, toothbrush, pajama pants) that I'll be using right up until I leave the house for good. But I have a pretty good idea of what I'll bring with me, and it looks like (crosses fingers) I won't need to pay $30 to check in a bag ... well, unless the airlines want to screw me over and accuse me of skirting the rules or something.
Labels:
anxiety,
money,
procrastination,
record-keeping,
travel,
vacation
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