We went away for three days. Yes, three days.
What a production. It wasn’t like throwing clean underwear in a bag (like when I was in my 20s). First I had to pack up old cat Jake, who went to kitty camp because he needs meds.
To pack him up, I packed his favorite bed (that he hasn’t slept in for months) which I lined with one of my tee-shirts so
he could remember who dumped him off he could have something familiar. I included enough food to last for his entire lifetime (just in case). Plus snacks. There was also a sheet of detailed instructions that no one would read. You know…in case he didn’t eat; what his favorite food was; that kind of thing.
Then there were the other three cats. One is on a diet so we can’t leave food out. The sitter would have to put food for the other cats at high places so Hazel couldn’t “hoover” them up.
There were massive notes that rivaled “War and Peace” left for all involved in cat sitting.
Now it’s me. I packed five outfits. Yep for three days. Let me explain.
We were invited to a fabulous lakeside house of an old friend of the beloved husband. It’s north of where I live. Temperatures were predicted to be in the low 70s.
Most of you would think that would be ideal. For me that’s chilly. I packed long pants, sweat pants, sweatshirts, normal tops, hoodies and capris (just in case they were wrong). I also threw in my favorite fleece blankie and fleecy socks. (I don’t go anywhere without my fleece blankie!)
There was a chance of showers so that mean some rain gear too. As is my luck, it started raining before we left and the temperature at our home was well below 70.
Now for the food – remember three days. I often go three days on very little. However, I packed snacks (we never eat snacks), all sorts of booze (that would put us in a catatonic state) and oh yes, meat. More meat than we eat in a month!
Why do I think I will starve on a three-day trip? Not gonna happen. The hosts will have tons of stuff there. I’ve been there before and there was enough to feed the Sixth Fleet in a nuclear holocaust.
It must be a fear of survival ingrained in my psyche.
Then there was reading material. While everyone else would be hiking or swimming, I intended to catch up on some reading. I had one unread book on my Kindle. Would that be enough? If I needed more, did they have internet reception there?
Last time we spent hours laughing and giggling. I did some reading while those more athletic were doing those things but I didn’t get through a book. I don’t know why worry about these things.
Is it travel neurosis!
It was a fabulous trip! There was more than enough food. Even though the weather was cold and rainy I had clothes I didn’t wear and I only read 10 pages of my book!
Perhaps next time I won’t be so neurotic. No, that’s not likely to happen!