Pajamas

Today I heard back from Sister Augusta. It turns out her convent is in Butare, known to be the most beautiful town in Rwanda. Yesterday, it suddenly occurred to me that I was leaving in two weeks. Oh shit! I don't know. I must have just been in my happy place. Who loses track of when they're leaving for Africa? I do have the excuse I've been under the influence of cold medication. Yeah. That's it. I'm still worried about my pets but that is a vast reduction of my list of things to worry about. Except for some pajamas since most places have a bathroom down the hall or in the bushes. I wouldn't want to appear indifferent to fashion during my nighttime excursions. It also occurred to me I'll be BACK from Africa in six weeks! That's really weird.