Last minute change of plans! What was going to be a cleaning marathon has turned into a road trip, instead. Whoo-hoo for flexibility. We’re meeting in the middle at my Dad’s house. It’s always good to get the family together in one spot. And now he has to do the cleaning, not me. Score!
Of course, packing for a trip, even a brief weekend one, brings about its own set of difficulties. One of my good friends has this task down to an art. Maybe I’ll ask her to tell you about her method one day, but for now, here’s our (not-quite-as-efficient) system.