Lame Excuses

I'm leaving for vacation for a few days so my mind is mostly occupied with packing and preparing. Like many travelers, I suppose, I can never quite shake the feeling that I've forgotten something: either something I've forgotten to pack or an arrangement for my absence. Will the cats get fed? What about the mail? There's always some speck of doubt in my mind that everything is taken care of.

I was going to go on to write about how some people are supremely confident and probably don't go through all that before they travel, the same way that presidents and generals are able to make decisions that put thousands of human lives on the line. But my mind is a bit scattered at the moment and I'm too worried about the exact number of pairs of underwear I've packed to really apply myself.

Stay tuned though. When I return I think that'll prove to be a meaty topic.I'll have plenty of time to mull it over while I'm laying on the beach sipping a caipirinha or a mojito.

In the meantime, enjoy the New Year holiday. Celebrate with impunity.