Tuesday, August 6, 2013

pack your bags.

This is Beau. He likes to help me pack. 

I am packing for our trip to Wisconsin. The weather is supposed to be in the mid to high 70's the entire time. This means I basically need to pack everything I own because I could potentially wear every type of outfit. 

This frustrates me because I desperately wish I were the kind of girl who could pack light. I can pack efficiently. My Dad preached a kind of packing gospel and taught me his Jedi ways of packing a grocery bag or suitcase or the trunk for maximum loading capabilities. Efficient? Yes. Light? No. 

Beau understands, though. He's here to let me vent. 

Beau's only concern is not being left behind. He loves the dog sitter and her two Collies, especially Bonnie, who plays hide and seek with him around the pond in their back yard and who lays with him in the sun. But he he likes going on trips with us even more. Beau likes to be wherever his people are. That's why he lays on my clothes as I pack instead of the floor where normal dogs lay. 

He doesn't need to worry, though. He's coming with. 

Me and R and Beau are going to pack up all our many things (efficiently) and drive for lots of hours until we get to the Land of Beer and Cheese Curds and Packers Pre-Season and Both of Our Families and A Reunion with All My Best Friends and Lots of Good Food and Drinks and Mild Mid-70's Weather. 

And I'm not going to care how much I packed because I'm going to be so happy to be in that Land that I won't have a care in the world. 

See you then! 

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