I’m supposed to be packing. For the Florida trip. The Florida work trip. That I could have turned into a pleasure trip for my honey, and myself, by taking just one day of vacation and tagging on to the end of this trip – but, nooooooooooooooo. I had to schedule, a month ago, to shoot in the Texas Tech shoot on Friday. I am such a dork.
Two days ago, I thought I had this packing thing faded. I’ll dress just like I do here, at work. I mean, who’s going to dress up? It’s a drilling conference, for Pete’s sake! They’re usually just business casual.
Then, I heard “suits w/ ties”, for my men coworkers. So, tonight, while MLH is still out at the well, I ran and got him a couple of ties and some more dress socks (‘cause, you know, we have lots of single socks. I’m blaming Zack and Zoie – because I don’t have a freakin’ clue where they are.) And then, I thought – don’t I need to go to Dillard’s and check out shoes? And don't I need a new shirt? And then, to the cleaners? And then, to Super Suppers, and get something for supper for Younger Son and myself? And then, bake it? And watch TV with Younger Son for a bit before he goes to Invictous? And then, forage through my closet, picking out which suit jackets I'm going to take?
Meet the real me... I h.a.t.e packing. I will procrastinate until the last minute. But I thought I was pretty organized. I’m getting good at this packing stuff, all the traveling I'm doing.
So, yeah, I thought I had it all down, ready to go, just grab my stuff and pack it. MLH will pack his. I’ll pack mine. We’re all good. So, let me spend just a little more time with Younger Son. And, then,he leaves for Invictous - which gave me zero excuse to procrastinate any further.
Back to the packing , which, I’m not, yet. Heck no. I’m reading your blogs.
When MLH gets home, and it’s already 8:30pm, and I’m not packed, I’m going to be in T-R-O-U-B-L-E.
Maybe if I go get it all organized, MLH will pack it for me. Yup. That’s what I’m going to do. He’s a lot better “packer” than I.
I’ve about an hour before he crosses the threshold. I’m going to go get busy.
Did I tell you MLH and I met Rice and the EGE at Office Depot Sunday? It was great to meet them, hopefully, we’re going to get together soon. And they even met Zack and Zoie, since MLH and I were just coming in from hunting. (And don't ya know I looked sweet, after hunting in 40 mph winds in West Texas??) Rice loved how velvety Z&Z's ears felt, and I could tell she was thinking about creating something just that yummy-feeling...don't worry, she and the EGE be's animal lovers deluxe, so nothing bad's happening to the Z&Z. (Rice, I'm sorry, you're gonna have to teach me how to make those little dots over your name.) Readers, her name sounds like Reesa.
Anyway, happy trails, y’all. We’re Florida bound…just as soon as I get my bags packed, get some sleep, and hopefully get to the airport, this time, on time – for our 5:10 AM FLIGHT. What was I thinking?? Sometimes I think I have met the enemy and he is me!
Have a great week, I'll try and update down the road. MLH got here, we're nearly finished packing. It's now...11:08 pm. Almost time to catch some zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
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6 comments:
hooray! you got him to help you pack! have a fabulous trip--it was DIVINE meeting you: we got in the truck and said, with some great relief, "i really liked them." "yeah, i did, too." cause, in midland, texas, you just never know. and if you can meet AND LIKE people who have just spent the day SHOOTING things, well, honey, that's something, indeed.
go have fun. play hooky from a meeting and find that roller coaster--it's well worth it. unless you hate roller coasters. fine with me, but don't tell The EGE.
I abhor packing every single detail .
This advice comes a little after the fact, but still it may be worth remembering for that next big trip...
Those packing bags that you see on the late night infommercials that resemble giant ziplock baggies are awesome for air travel! (Not the ones that require a vacuum, but the others that have a little air release chamber at the bottom.) They may it especially easy for the TSA folks to rifle thru your stuffs without really disturbing too much.
Although we've used a few different brands, the Samsonite bags seem to be of slightly little better construction. But we haven't had problems with any of 'em.
I think procastinating is normal. It is around here anyway as far as packing goes. My husband, up until the past year, travelled constantly. He always waits until the last minute to do it.
Remember, got those toes in the sand and stay away from the crabs - unless you're eating a steamed one! HA!
Rice, we had a great time, as well. Look forward to getting together with y'all! I'm going to try to find the RC now.
Sandy - me , too, girl!
Rob - hey you! Thanks for the advice. I need any and all of that, concerning packing.
Karen - I promise, chica, if I could hire it done, I would.
Cherie - does steamed lobster count? yummmmmm.
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