Good morning Babes!
Tomorrow I’m off to Newfoundland! Which means today I have to pack all of the things I need to survive in one bag. Easy. Done. I’ll just take money.
I wish! That would be the best way to travel, I always thought. So minimal, so easy breezy. A sweet dress, a jacket, and on the plane I go, only to arrive, deplane like a bombshell (step off onto the tarmac and air kiss to all of my adoring fans, as the tail of my coat blows in the wind). Then I would just go shopping and buy new dresses and a toothbrush.
HOWEVER! It actually goes more like this: futile attempts are made to get all of my laundry done the night before, then I rush around like a squirrel gathering nuts all over my apartment trying to remember everything and counting how many pairs of socks I’ll need, (I’m always wrong), and then I decide I’m just going to take 2 dresses and a sweater. But wait! I need a book for the plane, my phone, the charger, a pen, an extra pen, a notepad, a lint brush? Maybe some lotion- oh and all my vitamins. And what about makeup? …. you can see how this goes, when I get to looking at things in the kitchen, then I know I’ve gone too far. Why oh why wasn’t I born with a Martha know how for knowing what I’ll need?!?
So I’ve developed a new method. I had to. The stress was overwhelming. It’s very scientific and can take years to do properly.
Just Kidding. It goes like this: Get a suitcase out a week before I leave and prop it open on the floor. As I remember things, I toss them into the open case. Then the night before, I arrange it properly.
I go into the bathroom and take the basics. I don’t take shampoo and liquids and all that, I just buy it when I get there (dreams do come true). I take basic makeup and a grey eyeliner.
I take one book, and my phone charger.
I lay out my clothes for the next morning. I never get a good sleep, because I am so excited, but I feel rested knowing that I havn’t forgotten anything.
Wait! The cat! Oh right, he has to stay home…
xoxo
Andrea