I don't travel much. And there's a reason why. I have a weird routine I must follow before I can leave the house with suitcases in hand. First, I must clean my entire house (in case a robber breaks in - I don't want him to think we are slobs). Next, I must wash, dry, and iron every item of clothing in the laundry hamper (I will be packing some of the items and the others will be waiting for me when I return - all neat and tidy).
Then, there is the packing. I am an over-packer. A "just-in-case" packer. A "in case I get bored on the trip" packer. A "what if I need a snack" packer. For someone who likes to organize and simplify, I am an absolute travel wreck. Right now I'm trying to decide what to pack for a week long trip to Arizona (Grand Canyon) and Texas to visit family. I haven't been on an airplane in 22 years. My husband wants us to travel using only carry-on luggage. Is he serious? What if I get bored? What if I need a snack? What if. . . So I'm doing a dress rehearsal with the carry-on luggage. I'm packing my clothes in 2 1/2 gallon ziploc bags so I can squeeze the air out to make more room. So much for ironing my clothes. I've purchased all of the itty bitty bottles of beauty stuff so I can get through security. But, by far, the hardest part is paring down the shoes I want to bring. I do love my cute shoes.
In a week, I'll let you know how I did.