Dragging My Heels

I need to pack up my car to leave for Lincoln City for a craft fair. Nice location - MultiCultural Center on 101 - right in front of the campground where I'm staying for 2 nights, by myself, with no tent. I wish I felt better, but I did just get my car serviced at Jiffy Lube and they passed it as ready to go and even checked the tires. I wish I felt as secure about myself.

I'm trying to pack as little as possible, yet still have some comfort with me. Still need to get groceries for myself and to leave in the house for Zach who will take care of the dogs. Nervous about leaving him behind, because Laura, for some unknown reason, isn't going to be here. I count on her to keep him in touch with reality, but I think he'll be ok. I have my phone charged up.

I'm sleeping in the car and taking seagrass and fiber stuff to make garlic baskets and seagrass baskets while I get through the evenings. I have a battery operated lantern, a propane heater and a campstove. Only hoping that they all 3 work once I get power attached to them. Camping simple food and planning to just drink a lot of coffee/cocoa, make oatmeal for breakfast and have soup for dinner. River is selling hotdogs at the show, so I'll do my part there and eat some of them.

So, I have to do these things before I can hit the road and get to the campground:
buy groceries - the fridge and cupboards are actually EMPTY
load the car - most items are gathered and just need to be somehow...loaded
make a pot of soup for Zach - he'll eat it and I think he appreciates having something homemade by Mom, but it takes me about an hour to do that and then I have to remember to call and remind him to turn it off.
one last shopping stop on the way out of town (BaskinRobbins and Fred Meyer)- need some dry ice for the cooler, an alarm clock, batteries, propane, maybe some socks.

I hate spending money on this when I have no idea if I'll make any money this weekend. It has been so hard to get to the point where I could just sit and weave and I just am not happy with my merchandise. I need so much more, but I will be able to work on that when I get back and be more able to hit the Sat. Farmer's Market the next weekend.

Might lose my teaching job after 14 years, because the economy is hitting that hard. We only had 3 students signed up by August. Not good...

I'm thinking a lot about what it will be like to camp out for 2 nights alone. I have my phone, a radio and will sleep in my car. I sort of look forward to it and I'm sort of afraid to charge forward and get going. I've done a good job of preparing myself mentally as far as writing up lists of what to remember to take with and leave behind. I've focussed on minimizing what I take and yet allow for comfort - heat, hot coffee and soup, a shower. I should just dive in and get going. Zach will be home soon and I actually tend to get more done without him.

So, here I go.......