Normally, the day before a vacation trip, I cheerfully hum the old "All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go" line from Leaving on a Jet Plane. I'm a Virgo. I tend to pre-pack and prepare DAYS ahead of time.

Only today, not so much.

I do have a packing list.

I do have stuff pulled out to pack.

But for some reason or another, I've not packed a single item. The red and black suitcase is sitting by its lonely self in the middle of the living area of my studio apartment, empty as cicada's husk. There's a pile of clothes on the seat of my exercise bike, a pair of shoes on the floor next to it, nestled amongst several balled up pairs of socks.

Last night, I had every intention of packing as soon as I finished eating my yummy Thai noodle salad from Trader Joe's. Except, it totally didn't happen. I sat in my comfy recliner, ate my noodles and before I knew it, I was snoozing. ::facepalm::

So, instead of dropping Kit off to board this evening after work, I scrambled this morning and hauled him over to the vet and hauled myself into the workplace, trying to avoid getting drenched in the downpour.

Tonight, when I get home, I will avoid sitting down for dinner until packing round #1 is done. Then, after dinner, I'll double check the list and make sure I've got all the various electronic cables/power cords/etc. that I will need for an 8 day vacation in the Big Apple.

Tomorrow, the taxi comes at eleven and I'm boarding the 1:00 train to Metropark/Iselin, where my buddy Dina will pick me up for leg one of the trip.

On Sunday, Dina & I will drive into "The City" to meet up in the early a.m. with my sis & BIL for a day at New York Comic Con. That afternoon, the sister, BIL and I check into our rental apartment (one block from Times Square!) for the balance of the week.

There will be food, fun and on Wednesday, 3rd row seats to the matinee of How To Succeed in Business Without Really Trying!

At some point, we're visiting the Metropolitan Museum of Art – mostly because both my sister and I were enamoured of the wonderful E.L. Konigsburg book, From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankenweiler.

Then 2 more days of food & fun and on Saturday, we return to our respective homes.

I'm looking forward to the adventure.