As I mentioned in a previous post, I can be a little obsessive/compulsive when it comes to certain situations.
One of these is travelling, which I seem to be doing a lot since retiring.
Although we do not leave for our trip until Thursday, I have been preparing for the past 2 weeks. Ever since booking it actually.
The futon in our spare bedroom is strewn with items that I think I may want to take. Some things get removed from the pile and others replace them as I think endlessly about the potential weather conditions, where we shall be walking, do I need to cover up against mosquitos etc etc etc.
Shoes, sandals, trainers, sun hat are added to the pile then swapped around.
As I don't like dragging a large or heavy suitcase around, everything has to fit into a small case or rucksack so the options are limited.
This trip will be a girlie trip so we shall be dressing up a little in the evenings. Something I don't have the opportunity to do when travelling with P.
I expect I shall be doing several dry-runs over the next few days, packing and repacking to make sure everything fits into the bag!