Heading out

I am not sure ever how to react to the day I head out on another trip. When my departure is morning to midday – all of my organizing needs to be done the day before. When it is an evening/late night departure the feeling is quite different.

Early in the morning the whole day stretches ahead of me. Plenty of time to do a bit of this, and some of that. This time I haven’t left everything till the last minute. I organized all the “go, ing to be dropped off with other people” things a few days ago. This morning I attempted to stuff everything into a collapsable duffle bag and discovered that, in my enthusiasm to “share” I needed to go up a size on the duffle… Oh well- no big deal. I had planned on checking it anyway.

Did I mention that this flight is a red-eye? When I looked at getting from home to the Miami/Fort Lauderdale area I had one main goal – no flight changes. As it turns out, duh, going east from here is 5+ hours of flight time in addition to the three hours of time zone change. A lost day completely when you add in transpiration to the airport and waiting time.

And, as it also should be no surprise, you can’t fly direct from OAK which put me into looking at flights out of SFO. Which left me with the red-eye…. Oh well. I will get on the plane about 2330 and go to sleep (I am tired) and will get off cranky and head directly to coffee in FLL.

I have clothes for the transAtlantic crossings. I have $$, Euros and Pounds Sterling. I have  yarn, cross-stitch, audiobooks, several book apps. I should be completely set.

I finished Part 3 of the StarWoman Barbara Ana SAL. but failed to take a picture…..

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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2 Responses to Heading out

  1. Ron says:

    Let me guess, you will soon be repositioning across the pond on a half-full Windstar luxury-yacht staying in a mini-suite costing less than our sub-prime cabin on our coming cruise on an overbooked bulk carrier.

    You deserve nothing less.

    • Holly says:

      Actually – no, I am one of the oversized behemoths own by Royal Caribbean. It was the only ship going at the correct time….

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