So I'm about to embark on the trip of a lifetime, but I can't seem to get it together.
Well, that's not absolutely correct. I did my taxes this morning, went to the memorial service for Mrs. Weeks, had a not-very-intensive workout at the Y, did laundry again, and called my credit card companies to let them know I'll be out of the country. I have cash and my travel documents. I'm charging my spare camera batteries -- I need to take extras for the flash and the digital recorder -- but I STILL NEED TO GET PACKED. I have a list, and I've packed my carryon and have assembled my meds, but I need to get up, get off the computer, and put my clothes in the spacebags and put the spacebags in the suitcase. Then I need to take out the garbage and go to bed.
The Supershuttle comes at 6 tomorrow evening. I have to go weigh in at like 10 tomorrow morning, then hit church (I hope I asked Rev. McFall to lead worship. I don't think I want to), then come home, grab a Subway salad and sub, and just chill til 6 pm.
So I'm going to get up and do that. My iPhone keeps crashing on me. Ever since I had international service added, it seems to just die when it's inside a steel building or in the subway -- in places where there's no signal. I tried several times yesterday to resuscitate it, but was unsuccessful, so when Janet and Didi came over to buy my Ming, I hustled them off to the apple Store with me. We walked in and the genius just hit the home and power buttons (which I'd done for like 30 seconds straight) and the device turned on. I felt like a complete idiot.
But it was fun going downtown and watching Didi with the mp3 player I got him for his bday. Can't believe the kid's 13. On the way home, there was this theater group in the subway. They got on with AV equipment, a tuba, a guitar, and people in dress from the 20s. They put red paper over the lights in the subway and while I'm not exactly sure what their point was, they were very entertaining on the #6 train from 59th street to 125th street.
I have to go pack now.
1 comment:
Hi Cousin,
I'm not a blogger but I guess there's a first time for everything. I'm so excited for you taking this journey to Israel and just living life! You dare to do things I only think about. Enjoy, have a glorious time and stay safe.
Love ya!
Vicki
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