I’m packing. I’m thinking about packing. I have lists. I have a suitcase and plastic zipper bags.
If I pack too early, I sit around thinking, now what? If I leave it too long, I run around thinking, what a dope!
I keep thinking of my reaction when I first stepped into Otion. Awe. Jaw-dropping, staring around awe. And then, going up the stairs to the classroom loft. Every kind of anything you’d ever dream of putting soap, right there, all in bins, under tables, lining shelves, inducing a delirium of creativity.
So I think of that, and how fun it will be to meet everyone, to spend a wall-to-wall weekend of learning and sharing information.
So, back to the bit about packing…