There's the type that books a trip then prepares months in advance by making elaborate plans, researching EVERYTHING, making several different plans should the original plan change, and so on.
Then there's the type of person who books a trip and forgets about it until the night before when it's time to pack.
Take a guess at which one I am.
I am a planner. So, when Greg and I casually decided to completely change our plans for the summer, I went into planning overload.
Backstory: Our original plan was to wait until we got a homecoming date (lol so, never), I would fly to Kansas with Riley a few days before, and we would fly home then drive all of our stuff from NYC to Kansas during his block leave (almost a month-long vacation). But then, THEN we had the bright idea for me to do all of the moving prior to Greg coming home. Which sounds GREAT because then it makes Greg coming home feel even closer. But THEN, also, I will be doing the majority of the work solo. WHICH COME TO THINK OF IT NOW, WAY TO GO GREG, YOU SLY FOX YOU.
I kid, I kid. But like, only halfway kid.
Anyway, I mentioned in one of my recent posts that my long-time best friend, Kyle, has offered to help drive us from NYC -> Kansas. LIFESAVER. I now have THREE weeks until he gets here, so hopefully I will be ready to go when he gets here. Luckily, he's a no-BS type of person, so if I'm not done, he will probably just throw me over a shoulder and remove me from my mother's home kicking and screaming. Which brings me to my next point...
Essentially the idea is that you only own things that add value to your life. This can mean a lot of things to different people, but to me, it means not needing four moving trucks for a family of three.
Anyway, I don't think I could ever be as extreme as some of these folks, but I'm all for decluttering and having less things to clean up. A lot can be said for simplicity.
I kind of love when people go over their process or to-do lists for things, which speaks volumes about what an interesting person I am. Loads of fun, guys, loads of fun. So, here's what I'll be doing...
We have SO. MUCH. SHIT. And by we, I mean Riley. She has more clothes than the entire Kardashian family combined. But like, the Carters version because, LOLWE'RENOTRICH.
A huge chunk of the work has been going through her clothes, deciding what I would keep and use more than once for the next kid, and what I could gift to friends that are currently pregnant. The rest will be donated.
Since I'm home with Riley by myself most of the day, it's pretty tricky to get packing done. Her precious nap time hours are often used for exercising, eating one warm meal, and laying comotose on the floor. Nevertheless, I am making progress!
I plan on filling my remaining NYC days trying to see as many friends as possible, eating ALLTHEGOODFOOD, and soaking up all of the family time I can get.
Here's what's left on the to-do list:
- Finish going through the remaining clothes and packing what we'll keep.
- Find a DAMN homecoming outfit/dress (IDGAF what time it is, whether a tornado is occurring, or if I have to do my makeup at 4am - I WILL LOOK GOOD)
- Find some type of salon in Kansas that can rid my entire body - minus my eyebrows and head - of all of it's hair. You're welcome, gentlemen readers (all none of you). When I tell you my razor has not seen much action the past 9 months, I'm not exaggerating. This will probably continue two days after Greg gets back, but I will humor him for at least those first 48 hours.
- Sign up Riley at the childcare center on the base as well as scout out relatives who are just DYING to soak up some baby time while I go get shit done.
- Plan a sarcastic sign-making night with Greg's family.
That's about all I got - but planning this all out is helping me not go crazy as the minutes tick by painfully slowly until I FINALLY GET MY HUSBAND BACK!!
You guys are gonna be sick of me soon. Or maybe you are already? :)