24 hours from now I will be on a plane and the last thing I wanna do right now is go shopping...

...but I need to buy deodorant, because stinkypits really can ruin a pretty dress.

What, you're shocked that I get stinkypits?  Yeah, I get stinkypits!  I've done my share of physical work and I reserve the right to smell bad.  Just not in my annual dress up mode.

And I have to go to hell, whoops I mean the mall, because I just found out last night that my vintage fishnets sprung a hole in the toe.

What, you're shocked that I have fishnets?  Listen, I'll have you know that back in the old days... I mean waaaay long ago, I was quite the fashionable chick.  I had my moments.  I used to have moments daily, in high school.  I wore cowboy boots and fishnet stockings and ridiculous skirts.  I was crazy.  It was fun.  But those ol stockings are done.  I can't believe they lasted as long as they did.  But to be honest, they were getting a little harder to get into.  When I was 17 they sort of got baggy around the ankles, and that wasn't happening the last couple of times I wore them. 

Which would be, in the last decade, maybe twice.

Holy crap I don't wanna go out today.  I wanna do laundry and pack suitcases.  No I don't. I don't wanna do any of it.  I need my genius son to invent a machine that packs stuff for me and then transports me to my destination so that I don't have to fly.  I am a landlubber.  I'm not meant to fly.  

Okay.  Deep breath.  Gotta go get ready to go.  

I know where the tickets are I know where the tickets are I know where theticketsare.....