After spending the weekend at work, I've started my vacation.
Going home in 2 days and 14 hours.
Of course I have a countdown.
Before leaving there's about a million things that needs to be done. None of them are really important, but I like coming home to a clean house and having food in the freezer so I won't starve the first day.
And then there's the packing. Oh lord.
The list is almost done, and there's just so much on it.
Pretty sure I actually brought less for my trip to New Zealand.
I mean... 12 days; that's at least 3 pairs of shoes, 2 jackets, 4 jeans, 2 dresses...
You get the picture
Oh, and I've discovered Dan + Shay. Think I might be in love. Been playing "Can't say no" on repeat for an hour. Ah, good music while pretending to be a housewife is essential.
Wish me luck on that whole magical packing part. This should be fun.
