I have to start packing. Not because I want to but because I have too. I blame my mother it’s that or I am channeling her spirit.
As a child, we as a family did quite a bit of traveling. We would go camping during the summer; take a trip during spring break; I would go away to summer camp for 2 – 6 weeks with the Girl Scouts or even a weekend back packing/camping trip. After my sister and I had left the nest, my parents still continued to travel the world at least once a year if not more.
Through the years as soon as the word trip or travel was mentioned my mom would pull out a list of standard items that she knew had to be packed. This list had been refined over the years and there were different lists for different types of trips. The next thing that would happen was that the suit cases were pulled out and dusted off; and then the “MAKING OF THE PILES” would begin and as items were placed on the pile they would be checked of the list.
I am now making lists in my head. I have pulled the virtual suit cases out and they are arranged in my head and I start to plan what I need to take with me: Tools, Materials, Bedding, Clothing and the other bits and bobs.
I said to my husband the other night "I need to start packing for Haystack". I just heard a groan from the other room. Yes, I am channeling my mothers spirit.