C-THREE!

There are many of them. Things I need to do, I mean. Sadly, only two of them are work-related at the moment. Thanks to a massive push last week, I have everything done I wanted to accomplish before I went on vacation.

(Well, okay, one project didn't get done, but that was the client's fault. And the due date for it was pushed back to 8/3, so getting it done when I get back won't be a problem.)

Now, what am I going to put on my timecard for the next day and a half? I have no idea.

I have a check to write and a phone call to make. Somehow I think putting each of those down on my timecard for 6 hours will cause comment. I have a sort of research thing I could do for the bookkeeping, but charging even as little as half an hour to it is really stretching things.

(Okay, I went away and did it. Seven minutes. This timecard thing is turning me into an awful liar.)

I guess I'll think of something I can actually do around here. Eventually.

Last night I accomplished very little on my cruise To Do List. I got my immigration paperwork and express boarding pass stuff done online, though. Those were crucial.

I didn't even look at the suitcase until I tripped over it at bedtime. At some point, I really do have to start thinking about what clothes to take. Toiletries are simple. I take what I use at home every day, and I have travel-sized bottles that I always use, so I just need to toss those in a bag. My brain is having a lot of trouble wrapping itself around the concept that I might be cold on this trip, though. Every time the thought of clothes wanders across my mind, I find myself mentally weighing shirts and pants, trying to decide what are the most lightweight items I own.

If it wasn't for the whole "aggravation with customs forms" thing, I'd try to talk the R.C. into taking the portable DVD player and a handful of DVDs. I don't normally watch much television, but I have been thinking that 8 days without might be a bit of a dry spell. I think they offer movies on the cruise, though. They have a little theatre or something. That would be more sensible, just to go there if I'm feeling deprived and if they're showing anything worth seeing. Right?

(You see? I tried to think about clothes and immediately my brain strayed off into thoughts of movies and entertainment.)

You can eat as often as ten times a day you know. As someone who has been on and off and on again with a diet for three years, I find this idea exciting. I'm not actually going to eat that often, but I have been in training. We went to the mountains on Sunday and had lunch at a hotel buffet and I ate six desserts!

The R.C. is taking a pair of binoculars, but I'm not. I intend to be Unencumbered With Stuff.

(Thought of another work-thing I could do. Did it. Four minutes.)

I've cleaned out my purse (partly) and put my Absolute Necessities in a very small wallet to leave room for the inevitable water bottle in the purse (during shore excursions), and I expect that I won't even have to carry the purse on board the ship. They don't accept money for anything, you charge everything to your room, so I don't need anything but some lip gloss for wandering around on-board the ship itself. If the entire world crumbles and civilization falls apart at the seams, I'll feel prepared as long as I have some lip gloss.