Seriously…the worst. Either I forget half of what I need or I bring WAY too much stuff. I’m trying to be really organized about this upcoming trip. I am determined to bring just one bag and my purse…no extra carry-on and no shoving things into J’s bag. I’m going to travel like a normal person.
The initial round of packing did not go well…basically I ended up throwing my entire summer wardrobe on top of my suitcase and then I realized it would never actually all fit inside. Besides…I’m leaving for 6 days…not 6 months. So I began to edit. I took out two skirts and a pair of sandals. Not enough editing.
So I decided to start over…and this time to start with a list. I sat down with my pen and paper and started writing. Three sun dresses…two skirts…one pair of capris…three t-shirts…brown shoes…black shoes…three bathings suits with matching sarongs/tunics…flip flops for the beach…underwear, bras and socks. Great start, right. Then I got to toiletries. I never quite realized how many products it takes to make me presentable each day. I can’t list everything here…because you’d be bored and it would take hours. But I will tell you that, among other things, it involves two hair brushes, three types of moisturizer, two different curling irons, an entire bag of makeup and three kinds of hair product. That’s not even getting into the realm of things like deodorant and toothpaste…and allergy medicine…can’t forget that. Wait, did I talk about electronic devices and the accompanying chargers? Right, so there’s the two blackberries, the camera, the two iPods and the nook…and they all use different chargers.
My list is like a whole page, back and front. I know that half of what I bring I’m not going to use. But if I don’t bring something, that’s the thing I’m going to need. I’m going to do a last edit on the list tonight, just before I put everything into my bag…wish me luck that it all fits. And that nothing causes a strip search at the airport!