A few weeks ago I went to TJMaxx, but I can’t remember why.  Banjo Man thought he might need shorts for our Mississippi trip, so maybe that was the reason.

Near the door I spotted this:

Whoa! The perfect bag for the road trip was hanging right before my eyes.  Soft and light, with additional straps for over-the-shoulder carrying, it looked great.  And nicely plopped into my cart.

It wasn’t until I arrived home and set the bag on my cutting table that I remembered my grandmother had one just like it.

And she was born in 1902.

I realized I’d seen very old ladies carry these same bags on airplanes.  I’d joined the Old Ladies Travel Club without even knowing it. Instinctively, even.

Today I will start packing.  We leave tomorrow, hopefully by noon, but the timing doesn’t really matter.  We’re only traveling 3 hours, into upstate New York, for our first day on the road.

On Thursday morning we’ll explore the Franklin D. Roosevelt Library & Museum before we officially head west toward the mountains.

One more day to go……….