...bloody brilliant...

Fantastic.

As if it wasn't going to be enough of a challenge to try to fit a year's worth of stuff into two relatively small suitcases, I'm now not allowed to take any carry-on baggage with me on either of my flights. Yep. That means no laptop, no ipod (not that I actually have one...), and unequivocably no toiletries or anything that contains a moderate percentage of water. It's a wonder I'm allowed on the plane (what with humans being 85% water or some such business). Honestly. Considerately, I'm allowed to carry with me my wallet, ticket, boarding pass, passport, and feminine products if I feel the need. But only if they're in a "clear carrying case" (read: plastic bag). Perscription drugs are allowed but only if they bear labels with the same name as your passport. Non-prescription drugs like Advil are out. Looks like I'm going to be smuggling in my gravol...brilliant.

"Anything to declare, Miss?"
"Not unless you count the three gravol tablets in my bra."

Sweet.

...Leaving Halifax...

Well, it looks like this is it, folks. I've packed (and re-packed) my bags and I'm ready to go. And by go, I mean leave Halifax. I'm sort of on a staggered departure program. First I leave Halifax, then I drive to Ontario with my sister and bro-in-law, then I leave Ottawa. After I leave Ottawa, I drive to Toronto. Inevitably, I also leave Toronto (incidentally on August 16th) for London, UK. And once I'm in London, I end up leaving there as well...for Sierra Leone.

So much hugging.

...hanging on...

Ok, so the way that I can tell that I have just about lost my sanity and any organizational skills I have, is the fact that when I showered this morning I only ended up shaving one leg. I realised this when I was sitting on the floor of a behemoth cargo van after my friends Karen and Caroline had helped me move my apartment into storage at another friend's home. Shortly after I discovered that I was a one-hairy-legged-wonder, I also ended up covered in a Timmy's Ice Cappuccino after I spilled it going around a corner in the enormous van. I'm sticky now. And I think I'm going to have another shower.

Yes, I'm going to try to shave the other leg.