Well, it’s 3:10 a.m. and my laundry is finally in the washer. I suppose it could be worse. My flight to Detroit could leave at 7 a.m. instead of noon. I have pulled out the cat-hair-covered suitcase, although currently the only things inside are underwear and a phone charger. Both are important, but I suspect my trip would be lacking if those were the only things to accompany me to the Motor City.

Okay, I admit it, I am a little further along than that. Instead of putting my jeans away, I have left them on the couch to wear. This would be a bigger comfort if I didn’t have a different pile on the couch that did still need to be put away…

And I bought two mysteries on Sunday to take with me — a Miss Marple and a Philip Craig Martha’s Vineyard tale. I’d meant to finish Anne of Green Gables so I could take Anne of Avonlea with me, too, but I still have 50 pages to go in the latter, so I’m thinking it’s not overly likely to happen.

I have charged my camera batteries. I have paid 2/3 of the bills I need to take care of.

I have not bought contact solution, stopped by the bank, or decided on a knitting project to take.

And I know, I know: I’m behind on blogging. I’d meant to get caught up this weekend or even to queue up some posts for while I’m away, but I got lazy. I probably won’t have a computer while I’m in Detroit, but I’m hoping there will be a free computer lab at the convention from which I can pop in and give you brief updates.

Anyway, if the only post you get between now and Sunday is the Thursday Three Beautiful Things post, please don’t worry. I’m fine. I’m just wandering around Greektown.