Packing

I love to go away on holiday but I hate packing.  Last time I went interstate I started packing an hour before I had to be on the plane.  I did the old pack then take half out.  So when I arrived in Melbourne I had four pairs of track pants and three t-shirts.  It would also have been a great idea to take my medication with me.  Luckily I did have my scripts.

This time I am more organized.  I started packing my case yesterday and I don't go away until tomorrow.  I have written copious lists. I have tagged plastic bags for my phone charger and computer cord and dongle.  I am about to make more lists so it will be almost impossible for me to forget anything.

I do tend to pack for any eventuality but as it is Melbourne that is probably the best thing to do. For anyone who doesn't know, Melbourne is prone to having four seasons in the one day.  Once I went in to town on the tram in the sunshine, walked along the street in the rain and boarded the tram again in hail and by the time I alighted from the tram it was bright sunshine again.  It is much worse in summer.  One decides on the bbq in the park when sucked in by the lovely sunny weather, only to get rained out by lunch time and battered by gale force winds on the way home.

My little old dog is going to stay with his brothers and sisters, aunties and uncles at the breeders house.  If she did not mind him I would not be able to go away. He loves to go there but I am sure he will be cold as he is used to sleeping on my bed and sometimes on my bed but under the bedclothes.  My catlet is being looked after by my next door neighbour.

Miss Rosie just came over to help me tidy the muddle in the spare room.  I could not go away and leave it because anyone seeing it would realize I am the untidiest person ever.  I only managed to get the room that untidy because I had tidied up the rest of the house.  The spare room is now manageable.  One can actually walk across the room to the window.  The cat had also made a mess in there because she loves paper and there was a lot of paper.  After her attention the paper is now confetti.

I am looking forward to going away because I get to stay with the fruit of my loins.  I get to play with her cat Gypsy and watch her Foxtel.  I also get lots of exercise going up and down the stairs.  No matter how much I eat over there I do not put on any weight.

So now I have procrastinated I will brave the packing again.  Did I say I hate to pack, I think I did, of course my pre-senile brain has ceased to function as it always does when faced with a suitcase.  Pack the ultimate four letter word.

Nevertheless, now that the spare room is tidy and I can see where I am my packing is going full steam ahead. Lists and preparation are the way to go.  I will try not to pack enormous amounts of clothes.  I an only there for a week so how many clothes am I going to wear for goodness sake.