The night before

I've got it all ready, crossed almost everything off the list, stacked the carry-ons beside the door. In order to do this I have taken a box of Dayquil. Used a box of kleenex. I have whined and moaned and whinged and protested my disbelief that I would get SICK the day before we left. I know I'm forgetting something, but I can't do anything about it. I'm just too tired. As long as we get there, it will be fine. As long as I have the itinerary and the notes, we can manage without the rest. All I need to do now is drink a hot cup of chai, curl up on the couch and finally do the final thing on the list. Rest.