I do not recall the first time I deliberately waited to pack to go somewhere, but I do know it has been sometime before I was well prepared. Well prepared for me is packing the day or two before, not a week or two before like a few of my friends. It is almost like a little game to me now. Just pushing the envelope as far as I can. It drives The One crazy. I always am waiting to pack and she has everything set aside. When I do finally pack it does not take very long at all, and she still will have more packing to do. I think her extended packing is waiting to see how much room I left in my suitcase more so than she did not finish packing.
On a long weekend trip, such as the one I am taking, I will pack exactly one outfit per day and some bumming clothes to sleep in. The One would pack a mini closet. She has to have options for any situation that may arise. If I have to go over my standard set of clothes, it usually is not by much. The outfits I select are multi-functional; I do not pick out clothes that I would only feel comfortable wearing to only a certain place. That just seems like poor practice.
Not that I am perfect in my packing. We had a trip to Dallas that I ended up purchasing clothes during just to feel comfortable. I had misjudged what my companions would be wearing, and did not feel that my t-shirt was appropriate. Those moments are few and far between. I cannot imagine a clothes hog having too much of a problem with my solution either. Seriously, if you love clothes and have to pack them all, would you not like the excuse to get more clothes to fit the occasion?
And then it ends,
Skate
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