A poster on my kitchen cabinet.
In the midst of trying to be all relaxed about leaving town for a while, I inevitably start to get anxious about loose ends and realization dawns that I just can’t be THAT relaxed. Then I go overboard and do things like leaving this poster for my wonderful catwatcher friends detailing things that probably do not need it. Like where the extra silverware is. There are three drawers in my kitchen. I imagine Alison & Laura could somehow, just somehow, find the extra silverware if they needed to.
New to the poster this time: the handy overkill reference chart about pill amounts. One and a half or three halves. (I admit, I really just wanted to make a tiny chart. And also leave no stone unturned, can’t be careful enough, heavy guilt about leaving the 15-year-old cat alone for two weeks, etc.)
Something else that I spent way too much time pondering: whether to bring the narrow ace bandage or the wide. Guess how that one ended up.
If you can’t tell by my stick figure self in the pictures on the right, I am excited about this trip. A road trip with a dear friend through 5 to 8 national parks. Yay! Pictures will no doubt make it onto this blog at some point.