Yesterday evening one of my sisters and I went to visit our grandparents. I’ve been looking for luggage that fits three requirements: a.) low cost, b.) hardside, c.) big enough. My grandpa pulled out two hardside suitcases that they’d last used in the ‘80’s…right up my alley: they’re vintage and in really great condition. So last night I had it – the first of my pre-packing practice packs! (Say that five times, fast.) With the two suitcases, one carry-on, and my big purse, it seemed like everything would fit. And it does, sort of.
Tonight I’m having a second run. My sister and Mama think I’ll need to get a bigger suitcase but I’ve already emotionally attached to these suitcases! Ahhh! I know what you’re thinking – they’re just inanimate objects, Emily. What can I say? At least I know I’ll always have the capacity for affection.
So I’m looking for ways to roll clothes tighter and poking around my room for more things to give/sell/throw away. It’s interesting to consider that I’m not even taking the amount of stuff I took to college! An improvement, in my book. I’ve already listened to Matt & Kim’s CD “Sidewalks” and The Postal Service in “Give Up.” The latter is in no way prompting me to do that very thing.
For a nice distraction, now and again I staple a link onto my paper chain. This is a countdown until June, the month I leave for 3-month training in Indiana! 115 days. And 26 days until I leave for one-week orientation! It’s nice to have something to look forward to. : )