Entirely Unprepared

When I made my travel plans, the date of departure seemed so far away. In some ways, that was probably a good thing. The trip cost less since I booked in advance and I had plenty of time to read up on Santa Fe, Albequerque, and Taos. On the other hand, I kept thinking I had so much time to do all the things I wanted/needed (or thought I needed to do). I'm leaving tomorrow, and I'm not even packed. I have a load of laundry rolling around in the dryer and dishes in my sink. I worked a half day today, went out to lunch with a friend, and attended a board meeting. This is the first moment that I've halfway relaxed all day -- and maybe you can tell that I'm not completely relaxed. I'm worried I'll forget something.

My friend has a friend who is out of work and has agreed to come over and do some big jobs around my house while I'm away. This is like a dream come true. I'll get the little things done before I go -- clothes and dishes washed, laundry put away, etc. -- and she will do the chores I've put off for far too long. When I come home, my house will be neat and sparkly! Could there be anything better than that?

So when it comes right down to it, what do I have to worry about? It isn't as if there aren't stores in New Mexico. I'll finish packing tomorrow morning (realistically I know I won't get much done tonight), straighten up the house, put Mazie in the car and head for Winter Park. I'll have a short visit with my son, leave Mazie in his care, and board my plane early the next morning. In less than forty-eight hours, I'll be sitting in front of a fire in my cozy casita.