I, once again, leave for New Hampshire on Sunday for five weeks for work. As I sit here, I’m starting to stress about what I should be packing for this long trip. Yes, I will have access to a laundry facility and yes, I will be coming home once during the five week stint.
Does that mean I don’t wish to pack as efficiently as possible? Of course not. I pride myself on my efficiency (Pride goeth before downfall conversations can happen later, thank you very much. I don’t need the lectures).
As a result of my anal retentive/obsessive compulsive need to pack as little as possible, I created a spreadsheet.
Yes, a spreadsheet.
In this remarkable document, I can color code and arrange outfits, see whether I need to pack more shoes – or fewer, see if my sweaters that I plan on packing for the cold office go with anything else. And I can also see if I have enough tank tops! I think it’s brilliant. My co-workers and friends that I’ve talked to and/or showed this to think I’m nutty. So? I guess they have further proof that I’m a little odd sometimes.
In my defense, the more room I have in my luggage means the more room I have to carry home lobster….yummy delicious lobster.