Yesterday I planned on doing a post with my wedding pictures that I mentioned in the previous post.
However, I never had time, so it will have to wait.
Luke and I are headed out on a little trip, and there were lots of things to take care of before leaving.
Actually there are still a lot of things to take care of before leaving, but let's not talk about that.
Why are preparing for trips so stressful?
Probably because I never know what to pack.
Last night as I was attempting to get my clothes together for the trip, the following thoughts were going through my mind:
Do I need dressy clothes?
Is it going to be cold or warm?
Should I bring walking shoes?
Should I bring heels?
Do I need jewelry?
Do I want to wear my hair curly while I'm there?
Do I need sweatpants to wear at night?
Did I pack enough layering tanks?
Should I go buy new walking shoes?
My mind was spinning.
After MANY trips back and forth from my closet to the living room, I had assembled several piles of clothes.
Each pile contained one outfit: A shirt, a layering tank, a jewelry option, and pants (several pants doubled for different outfits)
I had 12 piles for a 4 day trip.
My OCD was out and kickin.
I told Luke to start getting his clothes together for the trip.
He brought me:
One pair of jeans.
One button up shirt.
I couldn't believe it. I wanted to throw the clothes back at him and tell him to get his head in the game.
Packing for a trip is a serious deal and requires a lot of thinking and contemplating.
It requires a whole heck of a lot more than just two t-shirts.
When I asked him if he wanted to bring another pair of jeans he told me he would have 2 jeans because he would have the pair he wore on the plane
So I calmly asked him what he planned to do if a bird pooped on one pair of jeans, and his backup jeans were already dirty.
He calmly explained that he would just wash off the bird poop.
This is when I chose to stop talking.
What kind of person packs like that?
And I'm still getting used to boys.
I finally got done packing after calling 3 different friends to get their opinion on what to pack, and also emailing a friend some outfit options.
Chances are I over-packed.
Chances are I will end up thinking, Why didn't I just pack more T-shirts like Luke did?
But at least I know I have backup options if I bird poops on me.
I will not be around the blog world this weekend so I hope you have a great one!
I have a feeling my google reader is going to be really full when I get back!