I guess I've learned my lesson a little too well, perhaps...
I leave on Sunday for my next road trip, and I haven't really started preparing yet. That's not totally true... I tried to get a dress for the rehearsal dinner, but I didn't like the ones I ordered, so they are going back. I have almost managed to clean off my kitchen table. I washed the shower curtain, anxious not to have someone else have to deal with it. I do have a friend I'm staying with on Sunday, and today I finally managed to email the mead maker I hope to visit en route. I even took a look at the route I'm thinking of, contemplating a few key decision points.
But I haven't started packing at all. I haven't thought about food for the way (though I noted the Otis cafe is on my way... oh, Otis Cafe...). Hell, I don't even have a wedding present (though at least I have that in mind). I might just have overlearned my lesson from this summer - wherever you go, there you are - or perhaps I'm finally realizing I don't need to overprepare. I think back to my 15-year old self, where I started packing for my first international trip to Australia, oh, at least 3 weeks ahead of time... if the suitcase is there, the time until the trip will go FASTER, right?
Anyway. I have, at 36, reached the point of feeling like I can pick up and go. Progress?
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