I’ve known for weeks that I’d be a guest on VIRGINIA THIS MORNING, WTVR’s 9-10 a.m. magazine show. Kelly Justice, owner at Fountain Books, set a book club guest visit and shop signing with me about two months ago.
Six weeks out, I made sure I facebooked the gig once and got it on my blog’s “appearances” page. The week before, my agent and I began tweeting. Two days before, I checked the address in my GPS for time from hotel to studio, and wrote the relevant phone numbers in my notebook. Saturday afternoon I got dress and make-up advice from fashionista friends, packed my carefully-folded needs into the overnight bag, and set it by the door.
Sunday morning I headed up the parking lot that post-holiday I-81 had become, and even had an alternate route prepared when the traffic became show-stopping, striking out cross-country on a back road to arrive in time for a prearranged dinner with Jodi, a friend who relocated there last year. Then I went to the hotel I reserved last week, settled into my room, and ironed my clothes for the next day.
So how in the name of all great organizers everywhere did I forget to pack clean underwear??!!
Editor’s note: a bathroom sink, some shower gel, and a hair dryer later…. hi ho the glamorous life.
http://wtvr.com/2012/11/26/virginia-this-morning-wendy-welch/
Wendy Welch: Books, Yarn, Cats, Opioids 
That was part of the alternate route, right?
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Haha! This story sounds so familiar… you and Elissa need to form a lost undies support group.
I have visions of this resort on some remote island where they all get together to cavort in the sand….
Ah well…..as long a you didn’t have an accident. I remember my mother’s horror at the thought of not having clean underwear if one were to be involved in an accident.
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Well done interview, Wendy. (No one could tell the questionable state of your undergarments). Your Tennessee friends are so proud of you!
Perhaps it was a sudden burst of hedonism ?
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