Packing light is for girls.

My week at home went something like this:




I would like to think it really didn't take me quite that long. But it pretty much did. And I'm not so much done. It's hard, trying to put a whole year into a suitcase. You have to dig deep inside yourself and ask, "Am I really going to wear that?" The answer is probably no.

Whatever I forget, I can pick up over there, right? That's what I remind myself. But what if I happened to forget my new three-dollar white dress? Tragic. I haven't even worn it yet.