I generally tend to be a planner (perhaps that's an understatement)…especially when it comes to preparing for a vacation of any sort/length.
While I’m generally laid back once we arrive at our destination (after all it is a vacation), the days leading up to any trip have all the preparations of say, moon flight -- really there’s nothing I love more than a good long packing list. Needless to say (regardless of how romantic it seems), I don’t tend to relish in the "last minute, quick get-away.” You can call me boring, it’s ok, my feelings won’t be hurt...
So I was pretty proud of myself when we decided on Monday of last week that we’d pack the girls into the car on girls into the car on Friday morning and drive eight hours (each way) to the Texas coast to enjoy one day at the beach with a group of dear friends.
One of the nice benefits of not having much time to plan is that there’s also very little time to “stress”… I decided early on to just roll with it, and as such, it was a pretty great trip.
Who knows what I’ll attempt next.