I can hardly even begin to explain how excited I am to be going home tomorrow. This will be the first major holiday that I’ve spent with my family in three years!
I spent the afternoon yesterday packing. I hate packing. I’m an obsessive list-maker, so I always start out pretty well. I’m great at following my list and remembering to pack things like my cellphone charger and toothbrush, but when it comes down to the clothes, I just get lazy and start throwing things in the suitcase left and right.
…which is why I end up back home northwestern Pennsylvania in 30-degree weather with only t-shirts to wear…
My mother made the point of reminding me to pack warmer clothes this time, and I think I did better. I guess we’ll see when I get up there and realize that while I have plenty of sweaters, I have no pants. (That would be like me…)
This time tomorrow I’ll be sitting at the airport waiting for my flight. I’ll be getting there super-early because Nick is dropping me off on his way to work. I don’t mind; I kind of love spending the entire day in the airport. I know that sounds crazy. But it gives me an entire day of uninterrupted knitting and/or reading time where I can’t possibly feel guilty for doing nothing but reading or knitting. If I were at home, I’d feel bad, like I should be doing laundry or cleaning or something. Not so at the airport! I’m stranded with nothing better to do than enjoy a book or knit on a project and there’s positively no guilt in that!
I’ll try to update my Twitter and my Flickr pages while I’m gone. Hope everyone has a very happy Thanksgiving holiday!
