Okay people! It's D-Day. 4:56am on Friday the 26th of March. Can you believe it's finally here?
(Do I sound sufficiently preppy above? I'm trying - but honestly, I'm so tired right now that I don't really care if I go on a holiday or not! lol!).
Turns out packing is really hard. It's funny that I've only just figured that out, considering how many times I've done it in the past, but seriously, it's hard. I've been 'packing' for a few hours now, and still only have one or two things in the suitcases! To be fair, I had to try on every item of clothing I own, so that took a while. And then I had to put a wash through and it's still in the dryer, so that's taking time. I've packed my shoes (only taking 4 pairs), but toiletries are totally getting the better of me. They just seem too difficult to gather, so I've been procrastinating (hence this blog entry). I've been kinda wondering what would happen if I just didn't finish packing! B would probably come over and finish it for me... hmmm.... perhaps not a terrible option...
Okay. I'd better go. Have to iron my clothes, have a shower, blow dry my hair (actually, I'd better hurry), and then get the other clothes out of the dryer and pack quickly! Ahhh! Where did the night go?!
Next time I jump on, I suspect I'll be somewhere in Washington State (depending of course on exactly where EMILY lives)! Yay! :)
PS. A special shout out to my wonderful sister Jessima who obediently gave birth to my nephew before I left on holidays. Thanks Jessima - he's PERFECT :)