Saturday, August 15, 2009

To the beach we go

I'm mostly packed, and B has started loading the car for tomorrow's trip to the beach. I'm making lists of the few little things that need to be done before we walk out - re-set the AC controls, take out the trash, run the dishwasher, leave a key for the housesitter, etc.

Usually, when we go on a trip, I'm the most organized packer. I make lists of what needs to be taken and carefully make piles of clothes and socks and underpants for the kids. This trip, however, I'm not doing that. My give-a-damn got up and went, and I don't care whether the kids have enough underwear. The house we're staying in has a washer and dryer; if the kids need clean clothes, I can run a load of wash.

My goal is to get everything and everyone in the car with as little stress as possible, and so far things are going well - mostly because the big three aren't here. They're spending the night at B's dad's house, which means they're not underfoot while B and I are packing and loading the car.

With any luck this year's trip will be better than last year's. Campbell's a whole year older and has turned into a water baby. Keep your fingers crossed that he actually likes the beach and the sand.

See you in a week.

7 comments:

Baino said...

Well Bon voyage hun and don't give a shit about the undies, they're young enough to go commando . .with a hat and sunscreen of course! Have fun!

Cathy said...

sounds wonderful!! have a great time--can't wait to hear more about it when you get back. :)

Anonymous said...

i did the same with my trip to TN/NC this year - i was so slack in packing and my husband was nagging me but i pulled it off after all - Ms. Jennie

Becca said...

have fun!

Shelly said...

Hope you are having a great trip! And when you return you get to send everyone to school! Wahoo!

anymommy said...

Have fun! See you when you get back.

MadMad said...

Hope you're having a wonderful time! (And for future reference? My kids know not to speak to me the entire day that there is packing involved. THE ENTIRE DAY. That's how much I hate packing. And you have four kids. I'd say that entitles you to a week of quiet!)