We leave for the beach tomorrow, and I can honestly say I've never been more ready and less prepared for a vacation. (I know, I know...) The four of us need this time away desperately. After a topsy turvy past couple of months, we need some huddle time... unplugged, chilled out, doing nothing, and totally focused on each other. Like the deserts need the rain we need this action.
And yet, a mere six hours from departure, and I'm not even remotely prepared. I'm still packing; half the things on my to do list have not even a remote chance of getting crossed off; it's a bad scene. And remember, I'm a girl that has a packing formula, lists and plans. I rock this kind of thing. But no dice this year, which really just puts a big, fat explanation point on the need to just throw it all in a bag and hit the road, don't you think?
So I'm going to try and wing it a bit and see what happens. See you in a week. Wish me luck!