Packed. Already.

Something is seriously wrong.
I'm packed. Jeff is nearly packed.
Four days early.
What is THAT about?

It started as a hunting-gathering exercise. And as things began accumulate in the spare bedroom, a small experiment ensued: "Wonder if it will all fit in one suitcase?" So a couple of things went in the bag. Then a few more. Then a couple more. Suddenly, there was nothing left to roll, fold, stuff or cram. It's all in. With a little bit of space to spare.

I'm a little disturbed by it, actually. It was way too easy.
Egad! Something has to be seriously wrong...