Unlocking my phone for international travel. Eating (slightly) better.

Hydration. Showering less. Buying more merino wool (I might have an addiction).

Looking at myself and thinking I should really start working about fitness, but the bed is just so warm and comfortable this week, and gods know THAT'LL go away soon.

Should I buy my nephew a map or a globe to keep track of where I am?

Hair needs to be cut. Chopped off. Shaved, but not too soon because I like having hair, and not too late because I'd burn my scalp.

Unsubscribing from emails.

Shots shots shots. Of the tetanus, yellow fever variety. And I need to get my eyes did.

Taxes for this year, taxes somewhat prepped for next year.

And goodbyes. Not yet, but they're coming. And soon. In person hopefully, although with such a scattering of friends across six continents (could one of you PLEASE move to Antarctica?), it won't be as noticeable that I'm gone. I don't get to see people as regularly as I'd like. And waiting a year or more between visits is what constitutes normal for me.

Before all that, it's luggage truck day. I drop my luggage off and say hello to it next city. Phoenix. And more luggage and more comforts than I'll be taking with me in 182 days.