Every year, I send my husband to the storage unit to get the suitcases. And every year, for some inexplicable reason, we always forget that we don't just pack in the two he brings back.
We also pack in the black rolling duffle in his closet.
And I forgot about that duffle. Like I do every year. So last night, as I was packing and thinking OMG, how is this all going to fit, DH and I finally have the same epiphany that we usually do bring one more bag to check and that it is in his closet.
Every year.
I swear, it would be funnier if you were there. Watching me. Look at everything I'd packed into the medium size suitcase that already weighed 45 pounds and didn't even include my unmentionables.
And I may be a pirate, but I don't go commando.
Boy, if that's not a tag...
Anyway, I did a lot of packing last night. I would say, at this point, we're 50-75% done. All of our clothes are packed, most of our tolietries, and various gifts and other things of which I cannot speak. I stayed up.
Late.
I'm tired. Because for some reason, after the packing frenzy, I couldn't sleep. You would have thought last night was Disney Eve! And probably because my poor sleep-drived brain was addled thinking that I never pack this early and it was Disney Eve.
Which it's not. Because we have six more days. Six days!!!
And I was so confused by the amount of work I did yesterday that I almost felt like it was Monday. Weird. I'm all off kilter. And not in a good band in Canada way.
I'm a little perplexed as to what, besides my hipster, I'm going to carry on to the plane, and how to orchestrate the rest of our things, but there's not much I can do about it until this weekend.
I do have some fun things to report though, and that's a little change in the normal pre-vacation routine. You see normally, I go to Walmart and get the last minute items all by my onesy savvy. However, this year, I decided to change it up a bit.
And I took DS with me. I had a couple of reasons for doing this. One, I'm sick of picking snacks for the plane that he's not interested in. And even if we did get some junk, at least I know it's appealing junk. And, heck, once we get on that plane, we are on vacation, as far as I'm concerned. And if we're going to eat chocolate for breakfast, dagnabit, we can.
Because I had a lovely coupon for $1 off 2 candy bars. I got a Twix and Three Musketeers for DH and I for a grand total of .28. I love something that barely costs anything. Now, of course, I was going to let DS pick something as well, so he chose plain M&Ms, his absolute favorite.
He also picked Entemann's mini blueberry muffins and fruit snacks to have on the plane. I figure this is good. I usually over pack on the whole snack thing and I refuse to this year. I know we'll get a little breakfast in him before we leave the house, so it'll be fine.
Every year, I also pick a new DVD for him to watch on the plane. This year, I let him pick it himself. He had a tough time with that. He kept seeing different things he liked, but fortunately, I'm lucky. When he wanted two, and I said only one, he didn't put up a fuss. He just thought about it for a good while and eventually settled on a Tom and Jerry DVD. It's a compilation, over two hours of cartoons! I love that my boy loves old school cartoons. He's so like me in that way.
We also got some gum (don't want those ears popping!) and last minute tolietries and things, so we're pretty much settled, nothing else to buy.
Yesterday I went ahead and transferred my reward dollars.
I have $150. I am so stoked over having put part of my deposit on my new car on that card. Now I have some "free" Disney money to spend! And spend it, I shall. With relish!
I still need to roll my coin, and do our last minute packing this weekend, but for the most part...we are good to go.
It's so exciting!!!!
And since I'm feeling a bit geeky today (packing geek, computer geek, trip geek), my quote will reflect that. For the most part I've picked really mainstream quotes.
Today, something a little different, that never, ever fails to make me laugh.
"Ladies, will you please shut it! Listen to me.
Yes, I lied to you.
No, I don't love you.
Of course it makes you look fat.
I've never been to Brussels.
It is pronounced *egregious*.
By the way, no. I've never actually met Pizarro, but I love his pies.
And all of this pales to utter insignificance in light of the fact that my ship is once again gone. Savvy?"
I'm in trouble! I'll try to see what is going on here!
I'm so happy you're here!
LOLOL
