Siobhan Connally’s Ittybits & Pieces: Enjoyment of the holidays

Siobhan Connally’s Ittybits & Pieces: Enjoyment of the holidays

“Are you all packed?” I wave my hands in the air: part acknowledgement of the question, part indignation about having been asked it. Of course, I’m not packed. Packing, as nature and history proscribe, means that I will be pacing around in the eight-square-foot space where my clothes and luggage reside until the wee hours of the morning, as he snores, navigating in the dark with only the flashlight on my phone and a faltering memory of where I l…