Leaving on a jet plane.

We’re leaving today for vacation, and we have managed to pack everything we (think we) need for a week into bags that can be carried on to the plane. I must confess that I have always been too chicken to attempt getting my liquids, gels, and aerosols on the aircraft, but a trip to Target has made me feel better. As Target often does.

This is a huge part of the reason I switched jobs, this whole getting to take real vacations thing. We will be happy to leave the house behind for a week and get away from all the work. Also, I feel like the neighbors have only seen me in painting clothes or jogging clothes, and I will be happy to wear real getting-out-of-the-house clothes for at least a week. I own real clothes, neighbors. I promise. In fact, I hardly ever wear clothes like the ones you keep seeing me in. Which is why you keep seeing the same ones.

I am taking three books on this trip: Saturday by Ian McEwan, Things Seen and Unseen: A Year Lived in Faith by Nora Gallagher (birthday present from my mom), and The Great Divorce by C.S. Lewis. I have read The Great Divorce before, but I read most of it one summer in my car on breaks from my job (sound familiar?), and our pastor has been quoting from it a lot lately, so I have decided I want to revisit it.

Wish us luck at the airport. If you don’t hear from us again, our liquids, gels, and aerosols were probably not acceptable, and we might need you to send some help.

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