Just checking in with you from the comfort of my bed, watching one episode of The King of Queens after another. Is it just me or is packing always something you postpone until the very last minute (even when you are just super excited to travel again), just to realize that you probably should have started earlier, because you end up forgetting something (hopefully not the most important thing). Well here I am doing just that. Again. I should have packed this morning already instead of procrastinating and exchanging packing for food-ing/talking/meeting the bestie. Oh well, now it's almost 8pm and my suitcase is just as empty as it can get. It really is time to pack. Now!