Packing again

It is Wednesday here on the West Coast of the US. I leave tomorrow night. No, I don’t love red-eyes, but that seems to be the only economical way to get from here to St Maarten.  And, to answer the next question – I am going to St Maarten because that is where my ship is leaving from. Same lovely ship as last fall and sailing back to Lisbon.

From what I can see, it looks like they have added a port call in the Azores. I like the Azores, but won’t be getting off the ship if I have to do something official and organized rather than wander on my own. There is a really nice notions store on the main square, and a needlework/knitting store up one of the main pedestrian ways if I remember correctly.

Meanwhile. I found my suitcase and swapped it out from George’s which I had half-packed before I figured out it was the wrong one. I have twice as many stitching projects than I could possibly complete, The only reason I have a suitcase is that I really prefer scissors to attempting to use a seam ripper to cut threads. That and I really don’t want all the weight on my back…

Oh, and two jigsaw puzzles that I am donating to the ship. They need better puzzles.

Tomorrow I head to Richmond to get the mandatory COVID test early in the morning, then spend the rest of the day trying to figure out what I have forgotten….

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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