Racing frantically around trying to be sure that I am good to go at 0930 tomorrow.
Got everything packed and decided that I desperately need to take my noise-canceling cans. Reason. 2 planes. 1 small boat. 4 trains.
I usually sleep in little or nothing when I travel, but after hearing a story from one of the residents here at the Asylum, I’ve decided to pack some age-appropriate sleepwear. My friend accidentally went into the wrong roomette on an Amtrak train, and he ended up in someone else’s bed. (He realized he was in the wrong roomette when he couldn’t find his CPAP machine beside “his” bed.)
Finally, I decided to toss in a pair of yoga pants. Just because.
I think that’s everything I need. Off to bed! I can finish spiffing up the Old Bat Cave in the AM.