Even though I've been looking forward to this trip for what seems like months, it suddenly feels like it's crept up on me; as in, I can't believe I'll be sitting on a plane in 48 hours from now. I have been more or less diligently checking the items left on my to-do list. Tonight I'm packing and watching Vicky Cristina Barcelona--the movie that secured Spain a spot on my list of places to travel to.
Sounds zen, but for me packing usually feels like it's a pretty frantic last-minute affair (example: I left packing for France until the night before), filled with uncertainty.
A few weeks ago Liz (on whom I have a blog crush, go check her out, it's lovely), tweeted about how she was trying to resist packing for her summer trip to her parents' Michigan cabin 39 days early. I replied, mentioning my packing procrastination and she passed on some packing wisdom:
"To me, it's almost like starting the trip itself - all that visualizing of what I'll wear, etc."
What a wonderful way of looking at it. Not surprising coming from a gal perfecting her life uniform, and who undertakes a never-ending edit.
2 comments:
THIS IS THE BEST. Seriously, you made my week.
Enjoy your trip!
Hi Liz, you're welcome! and thank you! I look forward to your post on packing.
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