Princess Procrastination

I am officially changing my name to Princess Procrastination.  I have always put off things to the last minute and packing is no different.  I am the type that will be tossing things into a suite case while the cab is in the driveway and this time proved to be no different.  The Army has efficiently packed up an entire house, loaded a truck and starting driving before I even decided what to bring. 

So there it was “P-Day” (packing day) which could only be described as a train wreck of clothes, shoes, not enough bags and wine.  To get a visual just picture Cookie Monster but replace cookies with clothes and shoes and you have me.  AAAAAGGGHHH!!!!

 In my head I thought I would have enough space for everything but I kept finding t-shirts and shoes that I could not live without.  So this packing picture which was nothing but rainbows and puppies (in my head) turned into a wine guzzling, tear fueled, clothes cramming train wreck.  I ran out of space in my bags (three to be exact) so Dave unpacked one of his so I could continue the cramming.  A bottle of “Hot to Trot” wine…no joke that was the name of the wine all of my things were packed and I use that term loosely since some of the bags are not fully zipped. 

Bright side of this small but Reality TV worthy moment is I provided Dave with an evening full of laughter.  He was still laughing morning as I wondered around the house looking for something to wear.  Yep that’s right ladies and gentlemen I PACKED EVERYTHING! So my “neatly” packed suitcases had to be “opened” so I could find something to wear to work today. 

Oh and don’t judge…I may have to wear this tomorrow as this is all I could find to match.  Well this dress and my PJs.