Ready?

I'd like to say that my bags are packed and I'm ready to go, but that would be a lie. Several trips to MEC and a month's worth of preparation have boiled down to a backpack that is still missing 10% of what it should contain, some shoes about which I'm still having doubts, and me, sitting in front of my computer procrastinating. I've been suitably punished for this, as I've just discovered that my dog has snuck into my room, rummaged through my garbage and chewed up several paper towels soaked with Febreeze. I can only imagine that she'll be punished later as well...