Leaving On A Jet Plane

Well.... not exactly.  It's more like:

 

On a train though, not a jet plane ;)  I'm going to visit my sister!!!! And wonderful brother-in-law, too, of course!!!!  (I couldn't forget you, Big Brother ;) )  I've been looking forward to this trip for months now but I still can't believe that I'll actually be in the throws of it in just a few days!  Crazy how time flies, huh?

Anyway, so now I'm to the point in travel preparations where seats are booked, arrangements made, and everything appears pretty well set!  Well, with the exception of that one, tiny little detail, so minor it almost isn't worth mentioning.  Which detail? 

 Packing. Joy.

 Granted, I usually don't have an issue with this.  I am usually a pretty light packer, but I don't know exactly how long I will be staying with my dear family this trip, possibly a month or there abouts, so I kinda feel like this:

Ugh.

Okay, so maybe not quite like that, but still!  

I have this continual back and forth going on in my head that looks something like this:

    "Well, it's supposed to be pretty cold in New York still, I should probably bring some layers so I'm nice and toasty."  

"Oh, but it's Spring now! I might get too warm in long sleeves, better pack a couple t-shirts, just to be safe."  

"Good idea!  Better not forget that ballgown, though, I need something to wear if the Queen invites me to tea!"

Sound accurate?

 

 Regardless of all these little worries and stresses involved in traveling though, they aren't the important things.  Nope.  The destination is well worth the journey, and the journey is just the beginning of the adventure!

I just hope I can convince my animals of that...

Always,

~Emma