Before I must board the plane I want to share my packing woes from last night, as I know the readers of this blog are probably the only ones who will fully appreciate my predicament. Now you must know that I will be gone for just the weekend, so I only had to pack clothes for two days. This proved to be very easy as I only needed one pair of jeans and two sweaters. The required undergarments and toiletries took only a few minutes to assemble and I was done. The real problem, however, occurred when I had to decide which books to bring in my carry-on bag. I knew that I didn't want to pack too many because lugging them around causes my shoulder severe pain. I didn't want to take too few because I didn't know if I would be delayed at the airport. And then there is always the quandary as to what sort of book I would want to read this weekend. Some non-fiction? Perhaps I could read a bit on Impressionism in preparation for the exhibit --- or I could read a photography book: Visual Poetry is my current interest. Or maybe I would feel like escaping into the world of fiction. But which world? I could begin reading something for the Christmas Spirit Reading Challenge, or perhaps I would prefer a cozy mystery?
It took me no less than forty-five minutes to make my ultimate decision, and even now I am afraid that perhaps I will regret not bringing just one more book. For a two-day trip I have brought a total of four books! Am I pathetic or what?
For those who are interested, here are the ones that made the cut:
Well, I now must sign off and decide which one of the four books I want to start reading.
I hope you all have a terrific first weekend in December. I know that I sure will!