How I Almost Ruined My Summer Vacation

I managed to leave my wallet, with all my ID, credit cards, and cash, on the floor of the jewelry classroom tonight. Thank whatever that I needed to transfer it to my traveling purse--after I briefly panicked calmly searched the house and the car, I called campus police, made the 25-minute drive back to campus, and they met me there to let me in. They were very nice about it, but I still felt like an idiot.

Now it's after midnight, I'm waffling on what to take to wear in San Francisco in June, and I'm trying to wedge a folded-up small duffel into my checked bag so I'll have something to carry all my loot from Otto Frei home in. And Ripley the Wonder Cat has decided to hold a protest; yelling at me and running all over the apartment.

dremiel , a goddess among friends, is picking me up in the morning to go to the airport.

I'll have internet access but I may not be posting much until next week. Y'all be good while I'm gone!