flying

Since I seem to have activated my away-from-home batsignal, here are the SMS messages I’ve sent to Twitter in the past 24 hours. My tweets are normally friends-only, but when I’m away from home they’re usually more interesting than the usual ‘OMG where’s my tea?’ claptrap, so I’ve written a script to post them publicly in batches once daily while I’m gone.

Since I seem to have activated my away-from-home batsignal, here are the SMS messages I’ve sent to Twitter in the past 24 hours. My tweets are normally friends-only, but when I’m away from home they’re usually more interesting than the usual ‘OMG where’s my tea?’ claptrap, so I’ve written a script to post them publicly in batches once daily while I’m gone.

Lumbar Support Boy doesn’t know it, but he was lucky to make it to Phoenix. It took two and a half hours of him attempting to pummel his feet into my lower back before I rose over the back of my seat to growl at him, but I think his mother got the point rather quickly.Take your child’s feet from out of my back or I will make a scene. Oh, and have a lovely trip, wherever you’re going, eh? Don’t make me ritually sacrifice your kid at cruising altitude or you’ll find out just how deadly knitting needles are when they’re wielded with malice aforethought.

The time for leaving approaches. My attempts to whittle down on the to-do list continue. Slowly upon slowly, the attempts are succeeding.

Left:

• Pick up and photocopy passports
• Drop off white comforter for dry-cleaning
• Give Kat plant watering schedule
• Make mortgage and truck payments befure we leave
• Put out trash night before we leave
• Cut my hair
• Cut Jeff’s hair
• Power down computers
• Clean up kitchen
• Buy film. (Lots.)
• Do final loads of laundry and dishes
• Clean litterbox

Hard to believe—a week from tonight the journey begins. Pick up Jeff after work on Wednesday, and drive down to Birmingham with Heather. Stay the night—neatly enough, in the same hotel we stayed in the night before we flew up to Victoria last year. We’ll get up very early for an insanely early set of cross-country flights.

I’ve been pleasantly surprised by how well things have gone so far. My flights were all on time, my baggage arrived safely (well, mostly, but the $16 bag[tm] needs some TLC) and Andy was waiting on me in Baltimore to pick me up.

I was humming this song this morning. Couldn’t possibly have anything to do with Sunday’s trip:

up on the airplane
nearer my god to thee
i start making a deal
inspired by gravity