
The wait to travel has just been too long and has given me way too much time to obsess over little things, like the packing. With our first trip, I had one list, that I actually lost right before I packed, but fortunately found. This time, I have a whole bunch of lists. There is a master list and series of by-suitcase lists so that when I finally do finish packing I won't have to think about what to put where. I also have a food list for my sister and a shopping list for perishables. I have a list of what everyone is wearing on the plane. Well, everyone except Daddy, who has thus far told me khaki pants.

This, however, I think may have sent me into packing insanity. It is a list of the contents of the suitcase.

I am forcing myself to take a packing moratorium. Daddy will be pleased with my moratorium since one day this week I actually packed all of his clean underwear.
2 comments:
Didn't Phil end up wearing his kahki pants for a week last trip to China? Perhaps a differnt choice should be made for this trip...
Hey now... don't me mean. Kahki goes with everything, especially a five o'clock-on-the-third-day shadow.
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