So yesterday and all last night I packed. I think I did a pretty good job! I realized I own a lot of black gray or white clothes, or a combination of the three. I rolled all my shirts, sweaters and skirts and it worked wonderfully.
Here's one done bag, weighing in at 45 pounds! I do still need to get my rain boots in there though.
And I still haven't figured out how to pack my new hat..
So I go to bed with a list of things to do/remember/pack and naturally the last full day before I leave, I get a horrendous stomach bug. I was legitimately dying all day. To the point that we had to consider changing my flight, and find out if we could even do so.
Good news is that I feel better now, its 5:30 EST (but I still haven't gotten dressed.) Bad news is I am going to have to do everything I wanted to do today, tomorrow. I'm just praying that my mom doesn't get mine, Jill's, Leah's, Stevie's and Nancy's stomach bug. It's true that families really do share too much! =)
I'm off to eat another popsicle.