packing

I don’t know why, but I really addicted to this particular pack of Burt’s Bees lotions. It just seems to make me feel better if I’m out or on a trip (plus I like the fact that I can refill them.)
I need to redo my little travel list. I used to have a little card (passport size) that I listed out all the things I needed to remember for any given trip.
Depending on the length of the trip, you’d take a bit fewer of the listed item or more if it was a longer trip.
Now, I mostly have several suitcases/bags/backpacks in varying stages of readiness to add whatever favorite tshirt, sweatshirt or pants that I am addicted to at the moment and then run out the door for places unknown.
It used to happen a lot more than it does now.
Even a 2 day trip makes me happy.
…and packing for a week long trip amuses me regardless of whether I’m going or not. If I’m in a funk, you’ll most likely find me in my room, bunny on the bed, packing a suitcase full of stuff for some imaginary trip.
I get almost giddy in the travel bottles section in a drugstore… I’m such a cheap date.
I can’t figure out if that’s endearing or just really sad. =;P