We leave on Monday. Technically we don’t leave until the clock ticks over to Tuesday (12:30am) but we need to arrive at the airport on Monday. Sarah will be coming home from a trip so we will have dinner in the airport together after her flight and before ours.

That feels really special and lovely for my birthday. I feel rather excited about being included in this fantastic person’s busy life.

I am… mostly packed but not entirely. My Google spreadsheet is epic. I should post it. Why do I bring so much? Because having to derail my vacation to go find medical shit sucks and we won’t have transportation nor be that close to a city. I’m going to pay $50 to check a bag with medications and toiletries so I don’t have to bring liquids on the plane.

And that bag is going to weigh 48.5 lbs. I’m going to shift around some of the stuff in there to shave off a few ounces. I will find a way.

I tried a new shampoo/conditioner today on the advice of internet people who heard me bitching about my hair. It’s part of the Function of Beauty website thing. They ask you a bunch of questions about your hair then custom make something. I don’t have perfect curl definition but my hair feels soft and dreamy and really nice.

Packing. Lunch. Errands.

ACK!