My Excuse
I've been running around like a crazy person since we last talked (what's new right?)! Chase and I are going on a long weekend visit to Georgia and we've been trying to pack (which honestly is more like actually moving. Seriously, we take EV-ERY-THING.). We are completely ridiculous when it comes to travel (even short term like this). Please, let me explain.
The detailed breakdown
Now keep in mind, this is important info here and I don't want you to miss a single point! (In other words, if you have something remotely productive or useful to do...well, now would be a good time for you to tune out! Now you can't say I didn't warn you ;) )
The assembly of Kristin's personal articles
I have gear for every occasion. In fact if someone were for some reason to stumble upon my suitcase and go through it, they (would mainly be confused, but) would probably realize this suitcase could be on its way to the frozen tundra, a burning hot tropical beach, a steamy amazon rainforest, the driest of deserts... or most anyplace in between. But their first guess probably wouldn't be Georgia. I don't roll like that. What I mean to say is, we travel prepared for everything so that when adventure strikes (come on! It happens...) we are ready.
Now that's just me...
The assembly of Chase's personal articles
Chase is a different story. His suitcase contains the exact number of garments appropriate to the type and length of trip. He is neat, precise and knows exactly what the moment calls for. When I say precise, I mean...borderline obsessive (Just kidding, just kidding). But seriously I did hear him say these words at around 10:30pm when we were in a hurry
"This means I'm going to miss out on the joy of properly folded laundry."
And he meant it. :) Properly folded may be a slight understatement...what (I presume) he meant to say was fabric origami. Apparently when done properly, laundry is actually that intricate! While these are words you would never hear from me, I can definitely appreciate the meticulous nature of my husband and it's one of the differences about him that (when I stop whining about how long it's taking...) I really do love. This side shows up in everything he does...which means that even his suitcase falls under the "Finely Crafted" category.
The cramming of the aforementioned articles into a very small car
First I should say, I planned the groceries for the trip in my standard fashion. By "my standard fashion" I mean, I didn't plan the groceries at all, so we went hungry to the grocery store last night before dinner and bought the place out of junk food. At about 11pm last night, I began packing (packing in the same way you might pack brown sugar into a cup measure. Really more like compacting.) the trunk. We managed to get the dry goods and our bags (one less precise than the other) into the trunk. The trunk closed without any crunching, which means it was a success.
The cooler project
We always save the loading of the cooler for last thing before we leave.
[As a side note: We both planned to take a half day off so we could get there early. In theory this is a great idea, but you never really think about the fact that this means you have to be completely ready for travel at like 6:15am when you would normally leave for work. So while you read this, bear in mind that we haven't yet had our coffee and are slightly wild eyed in an effort to get to work on time. So please excuse the irrational behavior.]
Due to a combination of the shape of our cooler, the size of the car and a support beam in the garage that only allows the car door to open partially when it's parked...there's only one way to load the cooler: Put the cooler in the back seat (completely empty) and then drop the contents into the cooler through the 1.5-2.0ft crack in the car door. No big deal. So this morning, like two burglars attempting to ransack our own refrigerator, we piled our cooler items into trash bags and rushed them out to the cooler already in the car and poked them in. In the same manner Chase procured some ice and poked it in, and we were locked and loaded.
Who/What/When/Why/Where
We have a lot of history in Georgia... Chase and I went there on our first vacation together, to a little town called Helen (Cute, cute place, it's actually a little Bavarian style Alpine Town). Nearly every subsequent year, we've gone down for a small scale family reunion on Chase's Dad's side of the family. So now it's a tradition. This time we'll be hanging out with one of Chase's brothers and his wife (See my post about Ben & Julie) and Chase's Dad & Stepmom. We look forward to this every year.
The Wrap-up
We both made it to work. We have yet to embark on the actual journey, but I will update you on how it goes in the next few days (most likely Tuesday, because I don't think we will have internet access where we are going).Not suprisingly the trips we take tend to be much less manic than the planning/packing, but I'm sure I will return with good stories to tell (and pictures). If anyone needs to get in touch with one of us (Me or Mom) for business reasons, Mom will be "manning the fort", so you should be able to get in touch with her.
When I originally thought about telling you all this, I thought I would have some OLD pictures available from past trips... but I will have to owe you because I ran out of time to find them (on disc). Instead, (in honor of the grilling we'll all be doing for Labor Day....) please console yourself with one of my new favorites photos...entitled
"One of these things is not like the others".
As always, thanks for reading and I hope you and your family have a happy and safe Labor Day weekend!
Until next week!
Kristin
Nashville Wedding Photography
ahahaha.. that was hilarious. I used to be a crazy packer (large suitcase for overnight stays, etc.), but am slightly better now. Only slightly, because I still travel with multiple pairs of shoes - you just never know! Hope your trip is wonderful!! :)
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