In two weeks we leave for vacation in Hilton Head, South Carolina. Since it’s a beach vacation (and we are driving), packing is a little more complicated since there’s just stuff and gear that needs to go with us. And, the car we are driving down in this year is smaller, so S. is limiting my suitcases (he only wants to pack two for 8 days (3 people). The good news is there is a washer/dryer in our suite, but I hate to wash on vacation. And since we are packing light, we won’t bring any of the usual stuff (case of water, soda, snacks, paper goods, etc)- we’ll be spending our first day shopping at the Piggly Wiggly for groceries.

I have five lists for packing… mine, David’s, hubby’s, stuff to buy when we get there, and what to have in the car (things to keep David occupied for 12 hours and a cooler for the road).

Then there’s work, which has been slowing down a little thankfully… BUT I have to make arrangements and delegate some of my work while I am gone for two weeks. Timely in the fact that my manager and I just reorganized our support team and totally changed how and with whom they work…. once again bad timing but we are limited to making big changes in the “slow” months of the business…. which is now. Sucks to be me.

David’s 5th birthday is a week away. We decided to put off the party till June when we get back from vacation. But a party also involves PLANNING which I don’t have time for at the moment. Initially we wanted to invite some of his school friends, but then we found out his best friend’s party is the SAME DAY, and the invites already went out. So, he cried last night that he can’t go to his best friends party… and I just felt bad.

Wait, there’s more. I made my consult appointment at the RE, and honestly I am just cringing. I want to go, and I don’t want to go. It is just a weird place to be. Wanting to move forward, but scared to do ANYTHING. That’s a post for later.

If only the car was packed and we were on our way to vacation today…