"Pack. Unpack. Repack."
That's from You Can't Eat Your Chicken Pox, Amber Brown by Paula Danziger. 8-year-old Amber Brown and her mother are hopscotching to the car while chanting this. It summarizes Amber Brown's packing strategy for her trip to London with her aunt.
do i need this? will i want it if i leave it behind? if i don't use this, i'll feel silly for bringing it. well, i'll bring it just in case. do i even need this anymore? am i over-packing? do i have everything i need? have i prepared for all contingencies between here, the arctic, and the equator?
I feel like I should be a pro at this by now, but I still pack like Amber Brown. I always feel like I'm forgetting something.
At least this time I'm starting days ahead of time so I can panic over a greater span of time, ensuring plenty of time to check, double-check, and re-check everything for greater peace of mind when all is said and done (and tucked into the car).
~"Don't forget to pack your courage for your journey to greatness." [-David Weinbaum]~
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Perhaps it doesn't matter that I can't remember her name, but some author I love once said that moving creates ripples on the surface of your life and that we must be patient while the movement still itself before we attempt to "settle in." I suppose it's akin to not trying to anchor your boat during a storm. You have to be willing to endure the turbulence of newness. (And now I think I'd better go post a blog about this.)
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