I meant to be cozily in bed by 10pm, after a pleasant evening of leisurely packing and perhaps a war movie. Instead, here I am, waiting for the call that tells me that Steve is stuck in Hoboken because he missed the last train (at 11:25 he was still at the bar in Manhattan). Ahem.
I was going to bring my dome tent for the four of us to camp in during the wee hours. After half an hour searching for it, I realized I'd lent it to M & K last Burning Man and had never gotten it back. I've got Beth's huuuge cabin tent, which we're taking instead, but it's Considered Silly.
Another hour was lost looking for the straps that attach Dad's army knapsack to the web belt. Still haven't found it. I remember seeing it last time I did a major cleaning effort, and of course it will show up next week.
My sleeping bag is still in the dryer.
We have yet to pick up jugs of water.
We leave at 0630 hours.
I was going to bring my dome tent for the four of us to camp in during the wee hours. After half an hour searching for it, I realized I'd lent it to M & K last Burning Man and had never gotten it back. I've got Beth's huuuge cabin tent, which we're taking instead, but it's Considered Silly.
Another hour was lost looking for the straps that attach Dad's army knapsack to the web belt. Still haven't found it. I remember seeing it last time I did a major cleaning effort, and of course it will show up next week.
My sleeping bag is still in the dryer.
We have yet to pick up jugs of water.
We leave at 0630 hours.