I'm supposed to be packing for a week away, ie. all our Christmas stuff and all of Annika's gear. (Not to mention, all of mine and John's stuff.) SO, i'm doing this, instead. I really don't like to pack. What if I forget something? What if it doesn't all fit? What if I take too many socks? Too few bras? What will be doing every minute of each day, because I need different shoes and coats for different activities? Etc.
Now, you may be thinking, "Cynthia, if you are worried, the best way to pack successfully, is to make a list and to start packing now. That way, if you are missing something, you still have a chance. If it doesn't all fit, you still have time to rearrange. So stop blogging, and go start packing."
To which, I reply, "I do have a list."
"But, I need a nap. Or maybe to read one more chapter in my Agatha Christie book. I'm not convinced that the Vicar is entirely sincere."
"No. I don't want to."
Now that I have illustrated, even to me, how childish I am being, I guess I'd better go pack.
(As far as you know.)
2 comments:
The must haves: Underwear, deodorant, toothbrush. Anything else, you can survive without. Yes, life would be much more pleasant with other things, but you're going to Washington, and your sister probably has a washer and dryer and other things not available in a third world country, so put off packing? who cares what you forget, as long as it isn't an aforementioned item.
No, no. Underwear's a must, but deodorant and a toothbrush? C'mon -- any pharmacy in any suburb will have those things. Diapers, too, if you're worried about those.
So: a change of clothes, a few changes of underwear, and a jacket. Annika needs a change of clothes, a blanket, and a car seat. And herself, but she won't let you forget her.
(That way you can fill the rest of the big empty car up with Christmas presents for your sister's family...for which I'm sure she'll thank you!)
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