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Saturday, June 8, 2013
How a Runner Packs for a Trip
We are out of town visiting the SIL and staying in her new house in The South. She works in Memphis and therefore, like many of that town, bought a home in nearby Missisippi. Hernando, MS to be specific. We got to see the new house and meet the new boyfriend. The house is cute and the BF on good behavior, nothing wrong with either at this point though we aren't looking very hard.
Note the running clothes get their own section of the suitcase
We've had our own rough month with the basement flood and some more financial drama in my mom's world that is impacting us. We just cannot seem to catch a break. So I would say a short trip away from it all is just what the doctor ordered. The weather here is mild for this time of year but much warmer than the Chicago weather we left. When we leave, they will get their hotter temperatures and Chicago will hopefully be done with the cold and rain for a while. Everyone wins except my waistline since the food here is delicious but not remotely in the zip code of healthy especially the mass quantities I have and will ingest throughout this trip.
What I don't think that doctor ordered was an additional side of Getting to the Airport Drama but that is life with Nightingale. We couldn't get our act together and make the bus to the El station, so we had to drive nearby and park the car on the street. Hopefully it is still there when we get home, unticketed at all.
I didn't ask my mom to drive us because the last time I asked her to take me to the airport, I almost missed my flight to Hong Kong. She didn't understand that when I said I needed to be at the airport two hours early for an international flight, it wasn't me being anal. That is the Airline Industry and Federal Government's own specific brand of home grown stress for the modern traveler. Even though that was four years ago, I'm still afraid to take that chance.
Anywho, I've probably shared too much especially since I think some of my actual relatives have started to read this blog occasionally. Therefore I will just leave with another picture, this one of me culling the Skeet population which grew larger than average thanks to a mild winter.