Holiday packing

Packing for a holiday: Women vs men (or just me vs my husband..?)

ME…

One week before holiday

• Start mentally packing, putting things to one side in my wardrobe

3 days to go

• Start wearing old crap underwear so I can save my least grey stuff for packing (not sure why I need to to only take my best knickers away).
• Become laundry obsessed. Even more than usual. Everything must be washed NOW in case I decide to pack it. 
• Pack my toiletries bag.
  

2 days to go

• Freak out because I’m going to a party tonight and nothing in the ‘won’t be taking these away’ section of my wardrobe seems acceptable. Try on everything in the hope that it has suddenly become suitable. 
• Go shopping and get over excited by ‘Travel Sized’ bottles of everything. Spend 10 minutes deliberating if it’s OK to buy 50ml versions for £1 when 200ml is £1.50. Find empty travel bottles in the next aisle. They are also £1.50. Kick myself for being so indecisive. Return to mini bottles and and buy mini everything. 
• Buy a new pair of shoes I don’t really need.

Day before holiday

• Choose the clothes I definitely want to take, attempting to achieve the coveted ‘capsule’ set where everything goes with everything (who am I kidding?). 
• Limit myself to 3 pairs of shoes, including the new ones. 
• Try on every outfit to make sure it goes with one of the 3 pairs of shoes.
• Decide on my travelling outfit and hang it on my wardrobe door. 
• Pat myself on the back for being decisive and limiting myself. I have NOT overpacked.
  

Morning of holiday

• Spot things in the ironing pile that I could probably squeeze in. That top is a bit nicer than the one I packed. It’s only one top. Oh but if I take that I’ll need to pink shoes. That’s just one more pair of shoes. 
• Repeat two more times
• Mentally shout at myself for over packing. 
• Accept it and move on. I am the boss of me. 

Happy. 

MY HUSBAND…

Morning of holiday

• Put on some clothes. 
• Pack whatever else is in his wardrobe that he fancies taking. 
• Grab any toiletries he fancies taking. 

Happy. 

I think he’s got it right really.

Author: Unbalanced Woman

I’ve given up on finding the perfect work / life balance. Instead I choose to celebrate the reality of an Unbalanced life, and all the fun, chaos and swearing that brings. (Seriously, if you’re offended by bad language, this is not the place for you.) View all posts by Unbalanced Woman