Departure

So - I'm pretty much packed. And now I'm envisioning all the things that could go wrong. I can barely move my suitcase, and even then, I had to take out a bunch of stuff so that it would close. Now all the things that didn't fit litter the room, and I don't have the energy to clean it, even though I know I'll want to deal with it in December even less than I do now.

It's not like I'm even taking that much stuff! It's so bad that I'm leaving behind things I think I'll need.

Unfortunately, I've taken this as a mandate to buy tons of stuff in Ireland.

I'm really going to miss Davis, and the home we made there.

KIT, flist.