Ok, so I just completed some serious detoxing...of my luggage anyway.
See? Two suitcases, one backpack, and one ginormusly large, mutated purse. The best part? Each suitcase is under 50 lbs. Take THAT, Aer Lingus!...*ahem*.
Man, I got that done JUST in time.
No, really, just in time.
I leave in an hour.
60 min. to make sure I'm not forgetting anything.
However, by now, I think if I am missing anything, I'll just have to deal with it because either I'm not going to find it, I didn't really need it in the first place, or I'm not going to be able (or willing) to try to fit it into my already over-packed suitcases.
So. Question of the hour: is this an Adventure, or a Crisis?
Crisis.
haha, just kidding.
Definitely an Adventure.
I won't be crying over misplaced running shoes in a year...especially 'cause I'm not too teary-eyed about it now.
With one hour to go, and after having received my travelers blessing, I am so ready for the journey of a lifetime to simply begin already.
I'm serious.
Can I just leave now?
Wait, scratch that. My new music isn't downloaded to my iPod for the plane flight yet, so I can't go...*insert dramatic hand gesture here*
You know; priorities.
:)
The next piece of business is for me to throw out my back carrying aforesaid luggage to the car. Wish me well, ne? (I could use it)
And let the Adventure begin! (Thank God.)
-Me
p.s. and yes, to all you doubters, mockers, and non-believers out there, i did, in fact, find a way to fit in all my favorite shoes...XD
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to dance a jig, and maybe caper around a bit to some Drop Kick Murphys and screeching bagpipe music. Thank you very much.
Ja.
