Last minute

I think I've accomplished hardly anything, so it was a revelation to go back to the list I posted two days ago and find I could cross off half the tasks. My bedroom is still a shambles, and I'm resigned to leaving it that way. Here is what I must still do before leaving Guelph tonight:

• clean the car [Edit: tidy the car and clean the inside of the windshield]
• check to make sure I have receipts for all our reservations
• put together trip binder
• pack (don't forget registration for the festival, camera, binoculars, trip binder, wine, phone recharger, new prescription bottle, try to find raincoat and bird book)
• pack the coolers
• load the car
• water plants and put them in shower
• wash dishes
• photocopy and deposit pay cheque
• give mailbox key to Marion
• go to work, do my library shift [Edit:someone is covering the shift for me] and attend writers' circle

An interesting benefit of staging back from 60 to 45 mg of mirtazapine: I have begun to dream again, or at least I am not sleeping too soundly to remember my dreams.