I leave for Cuba in 5 days.
The Guy's sister (who is also travelling down) has it broken down into minutes, but I am not so motivated. And I can't do simple math. Seriously. There is a reason I became a social worker. Listening is easier than thinking.
But I digress.
I am packed. Actually, I am over-packed. And, I took out 3 dresses (and put in one) and took out a pair of pants and a shirt (and put in one) and I somehow ended up with less room in my bag. I still have to pack shoes. In fact, I bought two of the cutest pairs of shoes ever today. Total? $19. I am a star.
My point is. I think I have to completely unpack and then repack and then still pare down what I am bringing. And figure out what I am forgetting. Which is likely a lot.
My brain is already on vacation. It is currently sipping non-alcoholic girly drinks on a beach. And somehow I have to get through the next 5 days without it.