In total honesty, my excitement is buried deep in a mountain of stress and aching muscles. Packing is such hard work! It took a LOT out of me, mentally and physically. I had to fill and pack 2 balikbayan boxes and 2 luggages (and the carry-on backpack). It's like building a 3D Puzzle. Sigh. And where is my partner-in-crime, you say? Why is he not helping with the packing? Well let me teach you a lesson in Relationship 101: men. can't. pack. for. trips. EVER.
Here's a little scenario IF Mark packed for us both...
him: Wow! The sun's really burning. Do we have sunscreen?
me: I don't know. You were the one who packed our things.
him: Uh-oh. I think I forgot to bring those.
In comparison, here's how it usually goes with us...
him: Uhhhhhhh....ummm...*searching*....I think I forgot to bring my toothbrush. Can we drop by at some store to buy one?
me: No need. Here you go. I brought you one.
See how much better that is? True story, by the way. The list goes on and on about essential things he forgets to bring during trips. I think I enabled this alzheimeric habit of his. If I weren't so darned reliable with packing, maybe he'd learn to pack effectively. But then, that would mean me suffering for several trips before he'd learn his lesson. It's like catch-22 or something.
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To my friends in the Philippines: see you soon!
-posted by tanya-
1 comment:
see ya tans! =D *excited*
have a safe trip.
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