Ready to Go

I am never ready to go on a trip until the very last minute. I rarely pack ahead of time, and therefore the night before I leave is intense and sleepless and exhausting. I am also anticipating the arrival of my sister to care for Maya, and it appears that Tara, who is flying to DC to see her father, is coming to visit for tomorrow evening as well. Such excitement. Eric does not want to go to Peru at all. He prefers to work on his research and papers. Taking the alumni to Peru is a service for the university and he does not get paid, nor is it useful for his career, so it makes no sense to do it. I enjoy it far more, except that I have done the trip before and it will not be new at all. We are going anyway, because we are committed. Actually, Eric never remembers committing to the trip. He agreed to do the student intersession course in January and take the alumni to Galapagos in February, but suddenly he received an email with the plan for this event, and was scrambling to sort out what happened. It appeared too late to say no, so he reluctantly agreed to go, so we are going.

I emailed my sister not expecting her to agree to come to help out. I was going to use that as an excuse not to go, since I never leave Maya with strangers, but Karen decided to come and care for Maya and Maya is super excited to have her aunt with her for a week. Karen has spent a week with my sister in San Francisco, and two weeks prior to that in Edmonton with my parents. I am sad that she is not spending time with me, since she leaves a day before I return. But I believe she has never actually visited me, whatever that signifies, but she is willing to care for Maya and I am very appreciative.

My day was busy, but not awful. I seem to have a very nice rhythm going in my office, so I enjoy the pace. The day was marred by the realization by one of my colleagues that her laptop computer was stolen at the open house yesterday. The police came to make the report, and the office has rental insurance, but it still felt awful that we had been robbed, and that all the work and time Barbara had devoted to getting her office billing program started was lost.

Eric used the Zipcar to pick Maya up and I was able to pick her up after soccer. I spent the evening getting my suitcase and house organized. I missed my dance class and my yoga practice, but I was determined to do as much as I could a day ahead of time, so that tomorrow night would be easier. We will see if that actually happens.