Monday, September 14, 2009

Packing has officially begun...

I can now share the pain Gillian experienced about two weeks ago. While she seemed somewhat unnecessarily dramatic at the time, I have come to agree that I HATE packing. With about 56 hours until my flight (who's counting?), I finally decided to get serious. I had it all planned out in my head, but somehow it hasn't exactly worked out as I imagined. I thought I had a practical vision of what I needed, but laid out down the entire hallway, I'm not sure it's going to fit in the two medium bags I picked out.

At this point, there are only two major problems (aside from the fact that mom and I are going shopping today and that I haven't added any shoes or boots to the piles in the hall). One: my two and half foot high pile of essential sweaters that I will not be able to live without, and two: the piles of toiletries covering my bathroom counter top that I am convinced will be impossible to find in England. Mom's been out for the morning, so I'm just waiting for her to come back with a brilliant solution and some vacuum packs (as she did for Gill)...

2 comments:

  1. Man, what would you and Gill do without Madre? Good thing you weren't leaving at the same time as Gillian, since we only have one hallway between your bedrooms. Good luck with the vacuum packing... :-)

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  2. Vacuum packs are the way to go! and Mom is a life saver of a packing assistant... toiletries are easy to find in Europa, but the thought of you without your bulky sweaters concerns me!! Vacuum vacuum vacuum!!! Can't wait for you to get out here!! :)

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