In Ms. Kavanaugh's 9th grade English class we had to give "how to" speeches. You may not find it surprising that in the deluge of "How To Was Your Hairs" and "How To Bake Awesome Cookies'," I did my speech on "How to Pack a Suitcase." I included a joke I had stolen about lining the bag with velcro and throwing it into your closet. This got few laughs, but then again, I wasn't a very popular kid in high school.
Fast forward nine years and though I've traveled more than the average bear my age, I still usually run closer to the Velcro joke than the careful strategies I explained in 7th period.
However, this year, I am proud to say, I have begun packing for China a record 6 days before I leave. This is progress, people. Typically I wait unbelievable lengths of time before my scheduled flight. BUT NO! Tonight I commenced the stuffing and organizing and judging and taking away and studying and adding again. Resulting in a perfectly aligned set of 30kilo checked bags, plus carry-on.
Ok, right, I'm taking time right now to blog about it, you have a point there. But technically it's my dinner break, and the pasta's a'boilin' in the other room. So you can't fault me for that. A girl's gotta eat, and eat what she can of her favorite occidental treats before it's off to the East again.
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