I'm busy collecting things for my imminent trip to Reno. I bought a kettle--sounds really dumb, huh? But the rooms don't have tea/coffee making facilities and it was only $9. I'm addicted to tea, totally. I could give up alcohol, no problem, chocolate--with major distress, but I could never give up tea. My Englishness coming through! I was raised on tea, think I was probably drinking it out of a bottle :)
I also bought tic-tacs as everyone assures me breath mints are a must??? I don't normally send people gagging in the other direction, but maybe this time it'll be different? All I keep thinking is 'Fancy a tic-tac?' Was that an advert, way back?
I bought new pj's--my roomies will be pleased to know :)
What else am I taking... Clothes, LOL. I am a scruffy jeans and T-shirt sort of girl. I thought grunge was invented so I could fit in :) But I have to be smart for Reno--playing dress up--in case... In case what? I'm not sure why actually. Published writers say 'you must present a professional image' but I wonder why?
Why do we place so much perception on what we wear? I can be smart in jeans. I can be seriously professional in jeans. As a scientist wearing anything smart was liable to get covered in fish gore within a couple of hours--I can't tell you how disgustingly dirty and smelly I have been in the name of professionalism.
But I'm packing all my good clothes, all those wedding outfits that have only been worn once and even my going away outfit from my wedding. It still fits