I am essentially packed (just have to throw my makeup bag* into my carry-on tomorrow morning). I still kind of delight in my ability to compile sufficient clothing for three weeks (including a couple things to deal with cold weather and a couple of "dressier" outfits) and still fit it in a smallish (22" by 14" by 12.5") suitcase, plus fit in a few extra skeins of yarn for yet-unstarted projects.

I do also have a "carry on," a large duffel with the ongoing projects, my books, my makeup bag, pajamas for on the train, my jewelry, and impedimentia like my cell phone and such.

(*which also contains things like the toothbrush and deodorant and leg-razors and those kinds of things, but I really really hate the term "toiletries kit" so I call it my "makeup bag" instead)

No, no fruitcake this year. At least not until I reach my parents' house. There was just no time to make it. It seems the time between Thanksgiving and Christmas break was shorter this year.

The temperature has dropped nearly 30 degrees in about an hour. I guess the cold front is here. I hope it remains dry; my two big worries are driving through freezing rain and something happening that greatly delays the train.

But...if all goes well, "two more sleeps" and I will be in my parents' town, on vacation.