We’re trying to get our stuff together to visit family for Easter. I’d like to be out of here in the next hour or so, and it looks like we may *just* reach that goal. N and I are very relaxed today and just taking the day as it comes. In his case, the day comes with a hefty dose of Sonic Chronicles on DS.
E, however, is being very Type A today. He is a tough taskmaster, drill sergeant, bossy bossman and certified professional organizer. He packed his suitcase, then N’s, then started on mine before I thanked him and said I’d finish.
I just inventoried all the bags and discovered some deal-breaking discrepancies. N had 16 pair of underwear, 1 shirt, 1 pair of shorts, 1 pair of sweats and 2 pair of socks. E had 9 pair of underwear, 6 pair of socks, 3 pants, 1 pair of shorts, 4 shirts, toothpaste, 2 toothbrushes, 1 CD, 8 books and one treasured stuffed friend.
I have an Amazon.com box full of underwear, socks and bras–but no pants, shirts or toiletries. In fairness, I did stop him before he was finished because everything hangs above his head. E wanted to pack for Jeff too, but Jeff left his pile of clothes on the bench in the kitchen–a well-balanced wardrobe, I’m sure.
It looks like we’re prepared to have lots and lots of car accidents on the way to Grandma and Grandpa’s today, with extra clean underwear to spare a few pair for the glovebox.
Are you proud of me, mom? See you in a bit. 🙂
What do you think about things?