My biggest problem today is packing. I was provided with a checklist of items Foghorn needs to bring including bedroll, fitted twin sheet, clothing, boots, toiletries, mess kit (plastic washable plate, silverware, cup, bowl), a small toy concealed in a brown paper bag (for a game of Snoop), and a bag of chocolate chips to contribute to the snack of GACK. (Sounds like something Dr. Suess would've come up with.) Here's the rub: I'm a notorious over-packer.
Actually, my compulsion would have proven valuable on our last vacation. Chester and I took the kids to Chicago. Two days before our Monday departure, the minivan goes kaput and can't be repaired in time. Suddenly I'm looking at four people and the trunk of one small PT Cruiser and thinking about what I need to unpack. We barely squeezed what I considered essentials into the car. Anything that wasn't absolutely necessary was left behind. And what happened?
|Chester was unhappy with me on so many levels...|
So, I'm packing lightly for the camp out, really I am. I've only got one extra flashlight (in case our batteries go dead) and I'm only taking one extra blanket (in case it's colder than we anticipate). I'm sure we can rough it for this one night...I hope...
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