On Sunday, I leave for a vacation that I've been looking forward to for months.
I couldn't be more excited.
Well, I guess if I could wake up Sunday morning and find my bags magically packed for me, I could be a little bit more excited.
I hate packing.
Dread it, really.
And that's primarily because I am a chronic overpacker and always find myself trying to shove more clothes, shoes, jewelry, makeup, and toiletries that any one person could need for a four or five day trip in a compact little suitcase.
