Richmond airport isn't that big. An hour and a half is much too early. But I don't really care. I never feel at ease, travelling, until I've reached a point where things are out of my control. Once I get to the airport, it's not my fault if I'm late.
Matt teased me a little last night because I wasn't already packed. When we travel together, I always make him pack everything possible at least a day in advance. It makes me nervous that things like toothbrushes and shampoo have to wait until the day of travel to pack - I'm always certain I'll forget something important. I've toyed occasionally with buying a completely separate set of toilettries, in travel sizes, so we can be ready well in advance. But I know Matt would laugh at me for that.
Jill called me yesterday while I was digging holes in the lawn (see below) to say she'd just gotten my e-mail, and she would love to get together for dinner. Better, the best night for her was also the best night for me (tonight). Better still, she thought my using public transportation to get from Chicago proper to the suburb-town where she lives would take too long, so she's going to drive into the city to get me. (I'm not very comfortable with public transportation. If you've been with me for more than a few months, you know I was terrified of D.C.'s Metro. Chicago's train - whatever it's called - is relatively simple, but I would've been a nervous wreck negotiating the bus system to get to the train station.)
Even better yet, the friend my dad wants to meet can't meet him tonight, so Dad is going with us. It's going to make for a busy day, once I get going, but what else was I going to do?
We had a good weekend, though. My parents came over for dinner on Friday. I made Apple Chicken, which is one of my favorite recipes, and lemon-basil carrots, using basil from my own herb garden. Saturday we mostly lounged around (ah, sluggishness) and Matt played with his new Powerbook. K.T.'s AD&D game was Saturday night. That went pretty well, although I had to keep biting my tongue to refrain from saying something rude to Joel. (in reference to another player - "He seems to be of middle intelligence... Of course, middle intelligence is way above average.") Gah.
Sunday I finally got around to planting the bulbs I'd bought a few weeks ago. I filled in the empty spots in the grape hyacinths; planted a row of something I thought looked pretty, but can't remember the name for; and more or less covered the mulch beds with holes. After adding it all up, I'd planted one hundred and forty-five bulbs, of six different species, in about seventy-five different holes.
I think it says something about my changing attitudes toward yardwork that I got all excited, digging holes, to discover an earthworm wriggling through the dirt.
Anyway, I probably won't be able to check e-mail while I'm in Chicago, but I'll be back Thursday morning! (Well, okay, Wednesday night, but I doubt I'll log in then.) There might be internet stations at the convention, so I'm going to leave you all with a poll so you can post comments for me to read either at the convention or when I get back.
- Partners In Necessity by Sharon Lee and Steve Miller
Current Projects:
- packing
Diet Progress: 18 lbs lost
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