Recently we had dinner with friends. (Yes, we really do have friends.) The wife is going on an overnight beach vacation with her girlfriends. For such a short visit the conversation turned to packing.
Beloved husband: All you need is a change of underwear.
Me: But what if the weather changes.
You need warmer clothes (at least a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans) for cool weather and cooler clothes (perhaps a long-sleeved tee-shirt and capris after all it is fall) for warm weather. A water-repellant jacket or windbreaker for sure!
You need sneakers for the beach or boardwalk travel and shoes (without sand in them) for dinner (no matter how casual it is). That’s a pair to wear and a spare.
Then there is the hair stuff. I like my own hair dryer, shampoo and styling aids (all of which are guaranteed to make me look like Meg Ryan but never do). I have recently discovered microfiber hair turbans which dry you hair much better than towels so I need that too. I also need anti-frizz products as it is the beach (that’s the place where all frizz originates).
There are skin lotions, sunscreens and minimal makeup. Add in a few medical supplies like aspirin, eye drops and boo-boo medication (so I’m a klutz!).
I also need my fleece throw (I don’t go anywhere without it) and something to sleep in. I like fuzzy socks on my feet a night.
I’m looking at a suitcase here. Or a small trunk. Keep in mind that I didn’t include any fancy makeup (like eye stuff), no dressy clothes, no significant clothing changes, no games, no electronics (except for my Kindle and phone), no outfit matching shoes, etc.
Seriously, a change of underwear? What was he thinking?