I’ve spent the day today waiting. Busy outside, inside quite pensive, anticipating. I packed clothes, washed one load for the last few things to pack, cleaned the kitchen and living room—the dining room is full of what is coming with us to New Hampshire—vacuumed the hall and my room. I asked Julia to clean her room and she got lost down the hole of rearranging her bookcase. Just like her cleaning and arrangement of the CD rack, this was be her task of the day. She found a few books she had been “looking” for and the program of the Milwaukee Con that we went to last year, long before the virus put an end to the costumed gatherings. Over the past year, Julia as been gifted with two costumes that she intended to wear to the Boston Con this August. Maybe next August?
Periodically, I look at my lists and add another something to the to-go pile. I have some food shopping to do tomorrow before we leave but we cannot check in until after 4, so there will be no rush.
Tomorrow we leave for the house on Lake Winnipesaukee for a week of gathering together with Justin’s family to celebrate the wedding of Cheshire and Justin. Because quarantine has provided endless time, everything I need to prepare and pack is finished. I think. I hope. Continue reading