I’ve looked forward to this weekend getaway with my dearest, oldest friends for months. And still when that dreaded “I leave tomorrow” time arrived tonight, my pulse raced/I started to sweat.
Man, I hate to pack.
So I greatly appreciate the bit of sage advice that appeared following my whine on Facebook, courtesy of my friend, Robin. (She knows. She both owns a very swell shop AND is very swell, herself.) She wrote:
Be Sure to Pack
- a little black dress
- a short black skirt
- a long black skirt
- various tops to go with
- a pair of black heels
- black flats
- your favorite jeans
- one pair of shorts
- And don’t ever forget your bathing suit!
I’m thinking of having this list laminated and hanging it in my closet. Isn’t it just the best? Doesn’t it change everything?
Oh how I wish I lived near Abingdon!