There we go.

Ok, right of the bat, some things become readily apparent. Ready as I am to go on this holiday, my first in well over 5 years that'll last longer than a few days, it appears I am not, in fact, as such, in so many words, ready to go on this holiday. And by this I mean: I can barely find my passport.

Tafkab, of course, is doing a lot better. Here is a hastily made photo of Tafkab's prep-work:

I think this is perfect. It even looks decorative, everything neatly laid out, ready to be suitcased up and taken away. 

This, on the other hand, is what I have to deal with

 

Beautiful isn't it? And yes, I know I should fold my laundry every now and then, but hey, I don't. What you can also tell from these hastily made photos is that I have NOT been able to find my camera. I'm currently heavily considering buying one at the airport tomorrow.

Yes, tomorrow. And as I am typing this it actually is already tomorrow. We fly in less than 18 hours, 8 of which I intend to spend sleeping. But, am I packed? Nooooo. No, I still have a LOT of packing to do. Which I could have done earlier. But I was distracted then. With computer games. Plants vs Zombies, to be precise.

And now I am allowing myself to be distracted by this blog, which I am rustily writing at 00.47 at night, regardless of what the time-stamp of the blog will say. Ah well, Tafkab's not here, so at least I can always pretend I did all the packing on time.