Sitting on my bed, hacking away with a magical cough and cold that refuses to go away, I’m clearly at my most attractive. No wonder old people are always cranky - I would be too if every joint ached constantly and the construction workers (as delicious as they are) chose to wield loud instruments at times when I’m right in the midst of my REM sleep.
I put my clothes in the laundry to bring home. I think they’re drying right now. Packing for home is a weird thing. Granted it’s only 2 weeks, but it is 2 weeks of my life that I have to move back home. Clothes are easy to pack but I think I have to bring the acoustic physics binder home with me so I can catch up on module 1 and stuff about sound waves. Isn’t that fun.
I wish everything was as easy as packing clothes. You wash, dry, fold, and put in suitcase. Very simple, very fast, very efficient. But no, life has to be like packing toiletries. There are so many things scattered everywhere that you can’t possibly keep track of all of them, and chances are you forget or misplace one or two things, and before you know it you’re cursing yourself and wandering down the street looking for a 24 hours Shoppers because you messed up.
Yes, I know I’m going home and not backpacking across Europe (although I would much rather road trip across the States than go to Europe). Everything is within walking/driving distance if not already at my place of residence, but that’s not my point. I’m a creature of routine who loves being spontaneous, in moments where spontaneity can be afforded. That means I should be able to reach into my clear plastic pencil case thing (for those from Mac, got it at clubsfest from some dentist...or was it the street sale) and find my tweezers, pencil sharpener, band aid, foundation, or dental floss in an instant. Sounds simple enough, but watch when I go home, I’ll realize I forgot my toothbrush and can’t find any spare ones around the house. Or wait, I didn’t bring any safety pins and damn, that shirt HAD to rip.
Good thing I’m not a worrier (not even being sarcastic), but I need everything I need to be available at that moment. Deodorant. Good another thing to add to the list. Hair straightening cream as well. Hair brush. Yeah that seems to be good. Shoot, cell phone charger. See why I prefer packing clothes? It’s a good thing we humans are resilient creatures that adapt well to stressors.
Think I’m done my list. Thanks for helping guys.
Cheers!
ps. Everyone needs a packing song (for you Oven).
I feel exactly the same... Which is why whenever I go somewhere, half the weight of my luggage is from my toiletries :P And it always seems that the ONE thing I forget always ends up being the one thing I need. Like when I bring two bandaids somewhere and end up getting major cuts so that I end up needing more like 15 bandaids. Yes it's happened before :P
ReplyDeleteI visit my parents as often as I can, which is weird because when I lived with them, I had hoped I'd go on vacations and such... now all my vacations are trips home, but I don't mind. All my stuff is there. All I need to take are things like my tickets, a book to read on the three hour trip, headphones for music, maybe something to draw on.
ReplyDeleteI would like to go on more trips, but I really just love seeing my parents now and then more than wandering about on my own. Probably because I live on my own now.