We leave for Mexico in 6 days. Last night Husband and I were pow-wowing about necessary items to bring. And he was going on and on about the weekend trips he wanted to take while we there. And I was staring at him with death bolts. And he said, “You don’t seem excited at all.” To which I replied, “Well! I can’t get excited until everything is packed and ready to go.”
“So pack,” he said.
So today, I cleaned out the invention room so that could be the “packing room.” I laid out books and medicines and more books. Which doesn’t sound like a lot. But it is. And I made a clothing list. So I’m well on my way. And I’m glad, because the whole idea of packing for 5 weeks for 5 people is a bit stressful. So once it’s done, then maybe I can get excited.