I'm having a big time packing crisis... It's so not funny. We are headed to Canada now and it's still just me and the kids and I've spent the last five hours trying to maneuver my STUFF to fit into my new (pretty) luggage.
I don't know how it happened. I have a zillion things and I'm at my limit of luggage. If my husband was here he'd totally kill me. I hope he reads this AFTER he picks me up and remembers how much he missed us all. :) With any luck he'll be sitting on a couch next to me reading this and I can smile and try to act cute.
Technically I quess I could take more carry-ons, but I know better than to take my allotted carry-ons. Car seats, strollers, kids... I don't have enough hands. I've done that before and it brings back memories of riding an elevator up a floor and throwing my carry on luggage out of the elevator... one at a time. ...then shuttling my, at the time, three kids out of the elevator and starting to kick our luggage towards the gate. That was fun.
So to everyone who gave us gifts... thanks a lot. :)
Oh, and in my defense I am carrying ALL of Paul's superstar motocross equipment, so if that looking cute trick mentioned above didn't work I will simply blame him.
PS...I did try and convince/pay off a child to wear all the dirtbike clothes to save space. One of them will have to wear the helmet though because I just had to take it out to make way for my shampoo and conditioner. :)
Nice break... back to shoving things into suitcases.
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Pooooooor girl. I've been there. Really. My lowest point was leaving behind brand new pjs and all non essential toiletries in Edinburgh, Scotland because I bought too many wool scarves to make everything fit.
See you soon!
Just a few weeks ago I left Denmark with just a backpack. I came back yesterday with two suitcases filled with gifts from family, cloths, and shoes, my original backpack that I left with filled with books and over-the-counter medicinal junk, and an extra military-sized carry-on bag filled with candy, cereal, corn-tortillas. Every step I made, I was kicking my bags.
When I finally made it to Kalundborg, I was a ball of sweat and exhausted. But you know what, it was all worth it. My daughter and husband where all excited for their goodies.
Enjoy your trip and I love your blog. :)
Oh, I totally understand you! We had SOOOO many things with us when we left Sweden this week. Luckily R has a gold card that makes him take extra suitcases, but still we were loaded with two hand bags each. Luckily they didn't say anything about it.
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