Hi, my name is Robyn and I’m an over-packer.
Hi Robyn.
It is what it is, y’all.
I’m in Charleston for the next five days. Spending time with Sally and her fam and my beloved Jessica.
I don’t need this much stuff.
As I was pulling things out and laying them on my bed in preparation to pack I was aware that there was more than I needed.
It’s just my thing. (one of my many ‘things’)
I over pack.
I can’t rely on the exact number of (whatevers) being the right amount! You never know if you’re going to spill something on yourself. Or sneeze and pee your pants. Or just be sick of wearing something and want to change.
I want options.
And here’s the truth, I’m carrying the bag(s) so I can choose to fill or not as I see fit.
The one and only time I didn’t over pack, when I took exactly what I needed with nothing to spare, the weather was different than forcasted, we did different things than expected, and I had to borrow a pair of shoes from Thing 1.
NEVER AGAIN!
You might say, “One girl doesn’t need that many pairs of shoes for five days.”
To that I say, “First of all, up yours.”
I have one pair that I intend to wear with one particular dress. The dress and shoes ‘should’ have been left in the closet. But I love the dress and wanted to wear it in Charleston. And sure, other shoes would do, but these are the ones that I love best with the dress. So I packed them.
Again, I’m carrying the bag(s) therefore I make the decisions.
(After the photo was taken, I added two pairs of shoes.)
On another note…
YBW hugged me for the fifth time the morning I left and said, “The bag beside your purse is for you to take on the trip.” I got all smiley, and he said, “It’s not a present, it’s just me taking care of you.”
Y’all!
Look at this!
He packed my insulated lunch bag!
He was worried I wouldn’t eat while I was on the road.
Inside there was cheese, apples, mixed nuts, two pieces of Halloween candy I took from our bucket, and diet DP.
He packed me the perfect road trip snacks! Good protein, something sweet, and caffeine to keep me going when it gets late and I’ve still got miles to go.
And(!!!) Two packs of spearmint gum in the outside pocket. One to replace the nearly empty one in my purse, the other as ‘in case of gum emergency’ gum to have in the car!
I’m grateful to YBW for making my car lunch (and dinner)! It was kind, and I appreciate his thoughtfulness!
Hi Robyn! I’m K, and I’m an over-ever. I over- do- every- thing.. eek. Sorry… hello? Hello. Haha.
Hi K!
I think being an over-ever pretty much means you’re just ‘extra’. I kind of am too! 😉
Yup. But I just wanted to fit in with your over-packer identification. I like being included in stuff. Haha. We can be extras together 🙂 lol
Yay!! Let’s do it!
There is no such thing as over packing. It’s just a case of time compressing to NOT fit everything we take to wear in. How can any reasonable person leave home for two days WITHOUT 13 pairs of knickers??
Exactly!
Love the snack bag!!
❤ same!!!
Can I join your self-help group. I got that problem in spades. Always over pack, over think, over analyse, but that being said??? Over joyed also!
YESSSSSSS! Over-all the things. But mostly over-joy and over-love!!
(Not that you can actually over love, but you know what I mean!)
Why do anything half-assed?
Absolutely! Never half-assed!