I'm Packed

This morning, waiting in line to have my sea bags weighed, I was nervous. I don't own a scale, so I didn't know how much stuff I actually brought (how heavy can yarn be?), but I had a sinking feeling that I was over the 100-pound limit. As I slowly progressed to the front of the line the pit in my stomach grew proportionately. Everything I packed was essential. None of it could be left behind. I placed the bags on the scale: 97 pounds.

Success!