Well, thanks to some rather unnecessary drama at work, I wasn't able to focus on getting packed & weighing things as I normally would. I had everything gathered in one place, though, with plastic freezer bags (gallon size) & a couple of quart-size ones for exploding toothpaste & shampoo, & just chucked them all in the pack & my friend John's Army duffel. I sort it out when I get there, I suppose.
Just a few more things to do tomorrow before my friend Estella picks me up & drives me to the airport, so the alarm is set for 5:30. Then it's off to Europe, with an 8 hour pit-stop in Houston. Sometime on Sunday, I'll be in Paris, stumbling around the airport looking for my hotel. My friend Nancy says I have to go see the Paris city lights at night. We'll see. I think all I'm going to want once I get there is a shower & a bed, but who knows?
I will only have sporadic access to the internet, so don't worry if you haven't heard from me in a few days. The earliest I'll be able to check in is Thursday or Friday.
Now that I am no longer employed, I will be able to walk without worrying about anything work-related.