Wednesday, May 10, 2006

I'm out from hiding!

It's been a while, I know. A lot of things have been going on lately and as a result, I've been ignoring my loyal and devoted readers. But, the good news is, is that I am back and I am P-U-M-P-E-D!!!

I took a glimpse at my weekly planner this morning and saw that much important number. Today's number is 10. Yes, 10 days until we leave for a trip of a lifetime to Europe! Rob and I have been planning this trip since October of last year so the thought that it is only 10 days away is crazy...and scary.

I mean, we haven't even started packing or anything! I am freaking out a little...I mean, Rob and I are very organized people, so there is NO excuse for why our bags aren't already packed and ready to go. Not only that, I have NO idea what to bring along for a month's worth of clothes. When we went to Cuba for a WEEK, I had a suitcase dedicated to shoes only (shut up!). For this 1-month trip we have 2 backpacks, yes 2, not 4, but 2! So what in the hell am I supposed to do? How do I prioritize my choice in clothing? Do I bring all my underwear, or just enough for a week and wash them on a weekly basis? Do I bring one fancy dress, or two? What about shoes? I don't even know where to begin with shoes...

See how demented I am? I am leaving on a dream vacation, and all I can think about is what to wear, or not wear. But who can blame me? People dress like Hollywood stars over there. No Old Navy and Payless specials here, no sir! It's all about 500$ designer shoes (they too have a dedicated suitcase, I am sure of it!) and 2000$ outfits. And then, there will be me - the typical tourist (gasp!) all decked out in a t-shirt, capris, camera, and running shoes (I have back problems okay!). I can just hear them now... "Wow, how pi-ti-full, ze mus be a Quebecer!". Nooooooooooo! Okay, that was just a dream, just a silly little dream.

Okay, no more playing around, this is serious. I officially dedicate Friday as Packing Day. First, I will stuff my face with half a large pizza for energy, and then take on the impossible. I need to think of a strategy. Clinton? Stacey? Where are you?

Double D - out




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