We're off to Greece in four days and I'm starting to pack today. Packing sucks ass. You wash every piece of clothing you own, clean out the fridge, wash some towels and blankets, and pack. The day you leave, you realize all the clothes you wanted to bring with are all dirty so you start the cycle again.
I often manage to forget a major clothing group each time I go on a trip. Often it's socks. I've also forgotten pants, shirts, p.j.'s and a swimsuit. Forgetting each type is awkward in it's own unique way. Imagine going to Seattle for your friend's wedding and forgetting pajamas. Awkward. Which reminds me that I've forgotten to pack p.j.'s....which is ironic as I'm having a pajama day. And I'm burning my rice. Humph. Every damn time I cook rice it burns.
An Erinku:
pile of old clothes
looking for new home.
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