Reason 169

Packing. In the past month and a half or so I haven't slept in my own bed for more than three nights in a row. No, I haven't shacked up with a new paramour (unfortunately), I've been taking care of other people's domestic spaces and animals. All of this house sitting means I've become a bit of an expert when it comes to packing quickly. My clothes, food, toiletries, laptop (and all of its accoutrements), school stuff and entertainment necessities can all be bagged in under fifteen minutes, and I'm out the door. Today I even managed to squeeze in a ten-minute nap before vacating the condo because I was so on my organizational game. So, Jason, if you ever book a vacation at the last minute and decide you want some stellar companionship, I can be packed and ready for some fun in the sun (or snow) before you hang up the phone. Wait, we don't really hang phones up any more. Um, what should we call it now? Anyway, I also know exactly where my passport and a stash of cash is in case you're on the lam from the law and need an accomplice. We could be the next Bonnie and Clyde...except funnier and without killing anyone.