(Step One) Vacation: Packing

29 Jun

We are leaving for vacation today. A whole week to be spent doing nothing but hanging out with my family on the Atlantic Ocean.  We have quite the list of family members who will be in attendance on this trip:

  • Mom
  • Dad
  • Myself
  • Zach
  • Andrew
  • Aunt Michelle (Dad's sister)
  • Uncle Scott (Michelle's hubby)
  • Kian (Michelle and Scott's two-year old son)
  • Zoonie (Scott's brother)

And upon arriving in Cape Cod we will be meeting up with more family, which should prove to be fun as well as provide me with plenty of blog material.

We are actually leaving in less than 5 hours and currently everyone (read: Mom and Dad) are in Mission Impossible Mode (MIM). MIM is where everything becomes a big deal/stage 5 emergency…

Example A.)  WHERE’S THE SUNSCREEN???

Example B.) WHO MOVED THE COOKIES??? THE COOKIES NEED TO BE PACKED! ZACH, DID YOU EAT THOSE??? THOSE ARE FOR THE TRIP!

Example C.) OMG WE DIDN’T BUY SMITH’S HOT DOGS–GET IN THE CAR, RIGHT NOW! WE HAVE TO GO TO GIANT EAGLE… THEY DON’T SELL SMITH’S HOT DOGS IN CAPE COD. WHAT IS THE FOURTH OF JULY WITHOUT SMITH’S HOT DOGS???

Example D.) ANDREW, WAKE UP!!! YOU HAVE TO SCHEDULE CLASSES FOR THE FALL, PACK YOUR SUITCASE AND GO TO WORK AND WE ARE RUNNING LOW ON TIME!!! COME ON!!!!

Example E.) I NEED TO SWEEP OUT THE GARAGE, EVERYONE GET THEIR CRAP OUT OF HERE.**

Example F.) DANIELLE, THIS IS NO TIME TO BE BLOGGING!!! GET MOVING, GIRLIE!

*Obviously, example E is my dad.  He feels the need to sweep the garage before we leave for a week… clearly, we cannot relax if there is dirt in the garage.

Meanwhile, my primary concern is the animals.  I hate hate hate leaving Sidney and Lilly.  One of my mom’s friends told me that if you talk to your animals enough prior to the trip, and explain where you are going, then they will understand that you are only going to be gone for a little bit.  While we are gone my dad’s brother (who also happens to be our neighbor) and my grandpa (who happens to be our other neighbor) will be animal-sitting. So it isn’t like Sidney and Lilly will be completely on their own, but still…

Both Sidney and Lilly are dashing around while we are running off to the store buying Smith’s Hot Dogs/packing. Everyone in our family is so different, in terms of their packing tendencies. Three of us are organized and obsessive about being prepared:  I, for one, am anal retentive and am extremely organized, so I packed everything I needed last night. Dad, is also obsessive and neatly folded all of the clothes he plans on taking…all he has left to do is put them into a bag. Finally, Zach has successfully packed everything he needs for a week of his life into one book bag and is ready to go.

Then there are two of us who are not-so-organized: Mom is too worried about everyone else, so she has managed to get a suitcase out but she has yet to put anything actually in it. And Andrew? Who knows if he even is aware that we are going on vacation… knowing him he missed the memo and will whip a few clean items into a bag in a panic-stricken frenzy as we all sit in the car and wait.  

Despite our pre-vacation idiosyncrasies we are looking forward to a nice and relaxing time at the beach…

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