Last week, my housemate Pip went home to Perth for Christmas. She was leaving at 9am (as in, her plane left at 9am, meaning she needed to be up-n-at-em at 5am...) and started packing at about 11pm the night before. this stressed me out to the point of almost needing to sit down and breathe into a paper bag... gosh. imagine!? She was going through draws and sort of throwing random things towards her suitcase. i was like a hideous beast of disapproving and tut-tutting and provided helpful encouragement like "i cannot belieeeeeve you haven't thought through what you'll wear" and "oh gosh, this is horrible. i'm going to die.". helpful emily. yep.
So, spurred on by that episode, i've had a list of items i need to take on my christmas snow holiday (weeeeee!) for weeks. i've drawn them out, culled, relisted, culled again, started packing last sunday and now am finished.
when did i become this person?!!
But, on a cooler note (would prob be hard to be less cool at this point) i space-bagged my giant michelin-man jacket. And LOOK HOW SMALL IT GOES! ha.
the jacket barely fits in an overhead locker... but now i could put it in my pocket!?
(have just realised that the use of space bags may not have actually have made this cooler. oh)
|oh michelin man, you so small now.|
|To add context.... TINY jacket!|
In all fairness, a snowboarding holiday which includes Christmas, New Years as well as time in Zurich does require a LOT of items... and it would be risky to do that at the last minute for fear of putting in the wrong number of j...
oh, forget it.