Tomorrow I head to New Mexico at 8:30 a.m. I've spent the day washing and folding laundry, getting the house in order, and deciding what to bring with me. I'll be gone for ten days, most of which will be spent in Taos. Books and projects always present a quandary for me when I travel. Inevitably, I think I'll have far more time than I actually do for reading and knitting. My outward bound flight's reading is selected (the last of the master class's novels), and I have three books to keep me in material while I'm there. Never mind the book table at the conference where, no doubt, I'll spend a huge portion of my budget! I'm bringing the slim Epic of Gilgamesh (can you believe I've not read it?), Shame, and The Monsters of Templeton (I thought a first novel would be appropriate for my purposes).
I've yet again gotten to the point of my knitting cycle where I have too many projects going at once. At least now, thanks to my decision to rip those I don't love, I'm excited about everything on my needles. I have two small surprise projects that I'll bring, and I'm adding Tuscany to the mix, just in case I finish the smaller ones. I may break down and through a sock in my bag, too, but I'm trying to have some restraint!
I'll have my laptop with me, so never fear! You'll be hearing from me. I'm off to decide what to wear for the next ten days. Besides my dancing shoes. Those fellows in Taos sure know how to dance!