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Made it home in time to see M for a little while last night before he left, though we didn't get to spend much of that time together. He had some last-minute work dropped on his desk that he was rushing to finish, and then it was a flurry of last minute Man Packing Duffel Bag, and then off he went. He is now safely in Iowa.

I ordered Indian food and did nothing else. I ruined Tiger's night by killing a bug he was chasing. He kept pushing his nose up under the shoe I used to squash it and then looking at me all forlorn.

Put in a pickup order for the corded petticoat stuff I needed from Joann's, so that's good and taken care of. I'll swing by Home Depot for the rope/cording I need on the way home, and maybe get a batch of tacos.

There's a bit of cleaning I need to do before I can dive into the petticoat shenanigans, since M didn't have time to finish the dishes before he left and I can't just let them sit there for the next week. The house also needs a good vacuum and a tidying. Then, petticoats!

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WHYYYY do men pack 5 minutes before they leave and then get stressed and snappish and invariably forget something, instead of starting (at least) the night before?

It drives me completely insane. Last trip, M threw in a load of laundry the same morning he had to leave, and then just tossed all the laundry into his duffel bag before leaving for the airport. Just...WHY.

When we still went to pennsic, I started packing a week before we left. By the night before I was cooking all the food and double checking my lists. Cyborg was just hanging out on the sofa, not even packing yet. ARGH.