Packing...for "Book Me Romance"

I have no idea how "normal" people do anything.

Me? I make out several lists, duplicating much, and like to get my shit together in a panic. You know, like real people. 

Doing a final book count today for what I'm taking. Need to print and laminate. Pack the car. Pack my suitcase.

Feel the unraveling of my planning at warp speed. ZIP ZOT ZOOM

I have three appointments today. And what good luck they coincide on the day before I take my trip. 😶

Baha...ha.

Oil change this morning. Hair this afternoon. Therapy mid-afternoon.

I think we all can see these are necessary but time-consuming.

Also put in a WM order, but I'm not picking that up until tomorrow morning. Which, in case you wondered, was NOT the best planning because I need my chocolate-covered pretzels...STAT!

And planning for one night is crazy but necessary. I'll pack everything, and it'll take me at least a week to unpack. I like to wait until I actually NEED something before I remove it from the suitcase. Because why do everything at once?

Who ARE you people???  😂

Then my wonderful brain cycles through the "Did I forget something?" portion of the show. Like this is life or death, and if I don't bring black sharpies, scissors, and tape...my world will end.

Thanks to my neurodivergent brain...that's exactly what it feels like. 

And I've put this off until the last minute so I'm actually using a list of things I need from an OLD list. 

Don't judge me.

I'm too busy judging myself.

But wait!

Then it will be time for the book event. And I will release endorphins and soothe my itchy brain for most of the day. I'll have the opportunity to network/meet new authors, greet my old friends, and mingle with readers from all over.

I will PEOPLE so much! 🥳

Then I'll crawl home, hug my bed, and start writing on what I have in queue. It's a rollercoaster ride of ups and downs that comes with being an author. 

We live for these events.

Some of us a bit closer to the edge than others. 😑