I'm looking forward to being back home but I'm not looking forward to the 15+ hour travel time...or the packing. I have a theory that girls over think packing and I'm no exception to that idea. I generally over prepare and pack too much...and pack messily. My brain has never comprehended properly folding clothes when I can just drop them in a draw or in a suitcase. My method of packing generally looks something like this. I just walk around my room while dropping things in my suitcase until I reach the point where I have to sit on my suitcase to zipper it closed and then I feel ready to go. I've also become a person who packs hastily in a very nonsensical manner. (Not to say I pack at the last minute, on the contrary, I'm ready to go three weeks before the trip). Packing stresses me out and when I get stressed I will that particular event to be over quickly (like pulling off a band-aid) and when I do things quickly I'm all over the map because my brain is moving a mile a minute so by the time I'm in the bathroom to get my toothbrush I'm turning right back around to pack extra underwear (that's the only lesson I remember from being 6-I always think "Pack extra underwear and nothing bad will happen to you") coincidentally I usually forget my toothbrush. As an example, on the way over to Italy in June I thought I forgot my retainer I thought to myself "No big deal I just flushed thousands of dollars down the drain-I can bounce back from crooked teeth" but then I found my retainer in my hair twisties case in my purse. How that makes sense I have no idea. This is all just to say: I hate packing and I'm not looking forward to it, even though I'm generally prepared regardless of how disorganized said packing may be.
The last time I had to pack, this is what happened:
So yea, that's where I'm at right now...
Ciao!