Over Packer

This is not what I planned. Sitting down to write at 9:00 PM when I have miles to go before I sleep…

I am packing to go away, and I am an over packer. 

I was talking to my husband about the two astronauts, Suni Williams and Butch Wilmore, who just returned from space. (I love them, by the way! They seem like such good people.)

My husband said, “Why do you think their trip has drawn so much attention?

“They were supposed to be gone for a week. Eight days turns into 9 months!” I exclaimed.

“You know how that goes,” my husband said, joking about the fleeting passage of time.

And I said, “Who would have enough clothes if they only packed for an 8 day trip?” 

At that point we both laughed because we both know that I would have had enough clothes. Not that I’m a clothes horse; I just try to pack for every possibility.

Time for the final pack and probable repack. Wish me luck.