I love going on trips. Trips are all kinds of cool. You see places, you meet people, you get away from the daily boredom of life. You book trips way in advance and you get super excited about it. 6 months until THE trip! 5 weeks until THE trip! 3 days until THE trip! And then it is only one day until the trip…an evening before the trip and you think: “Hmm damn….maaaaybe I should start packing!” You spend more time on the internet though because maybe…just maybe the internet will provide you with useful packing tips. But in reality we all know you are stalking your ex on facebook.
Then your travelling partner comes in. Mrs. Organised is all set. She has one small suitcase packed for a three-week trip because she is so overly efficient. “Are you ready yet? Omg you are not ready yet? Look at how efficiently I have packed my stuff. We are leaving in 10 hours. You should totally follow my rules to packing,” she said and you want to throw your laptop at her face but realise that it will probably break and stalking your ex on your phone is not the same experience. So you just suck it up and let her help you and before you know it, your suitcase is packed as well in an orderly fashion.
I am typing this now despite the fact that I should be packing my suitcase. But instead I am on the internet not stalking anyone, but procrastinating nonetheless. Anyway, I will be gone a few days, off to Disneyland. The excitement is real. The 10-year old in me is going nuts. I will write all about it when I get back. Until then!