The past 6 months of non-stop planning have finally gotten to him. I knew we were in trouble when he came back from the store today an announced that he had “had enough”. All righty then. Thankfully, we don’t both have nervous breakdowns at the same time, so at least one of us is logical at all times. No doubt, though, the stress of the countdown hangs heavy in the air, and the countdown seems to be moving faster than ever!
The house looks like a bomb hit it, and we are nowhere close to being packed. The stuff to pack is piling up…can we fit it in only 3 carry-ons? It’s questionable at best.
And then there is the technology. All the technology. And video and camera equipment. The way it’s all laid out on the dining room table, it looks to me like we need the company of a 4th person to handle it. Technology needs its own carry-on.
And... I'm still hanging on to my hair dryer--lol.
Add on to that the phantom electrical problem, pool closing activities, cleaning, and let's see, what else can I pile on? (Insert the foot stomping scene from Cousin Vinny here). It’s gonna be a rocky weekend for sure as we pack, finalize details and close up the house. Lots to do before we can officially deem ourselves “on vacation.” But we’ll get there.
Big shout out to my wonderful husband...
...for all your hard work planning this trip and for organizing the MASSIVE amounts of details, reservations, and more details, most without any help from me whatsoever. Without you, this 3-week trip would be daunting, uncharted territory. Instead, we’re going as honorary locals with a comfortable knowledge of the areas we are visiting. This trip will be awesome because of all your efforts and I look forward to a wonderful adventure with our little famiglia.
Ti amo e ti apprezzo più di quanto si potrà mai sapere. Un sacco di baci!
(I love you and I appreciate you more than you can ever know. A lot of kisses!)