Date Night Dinners: Movin' On Out
Anyone who knows me knows I hate packing. It is such a hard process for me. I have to figure out what I will need, what I might need, what I definitely don't need. Then I have to fit everything perfectly inside the suitcase or box or what not. But I am not finished after that. For some reason my mind goes back to wondering what I really need to bring and I somehow double the amount I am bringing with me. The sight of me fighting with the zipper to to close with those one last pair of shoes and sweatshirt, just in case I am extra cold, is not a pretty one.
