Packing Denial

I have been putting off packing for this Florida trip for a long time now. And while intellectually, I know I'm going to be best off getting it done tomorrow before 5pm since we're going out tomorrow night and we plan on leaving right after baby club on Wednesday, emotionally, I don't want to deal with it.

I do miss the days when I could just head out to the airport with nothing but my purse. That was the way to travel light, I tell you. But you need to have clothes already at your destination to do that, and the easiest way to do that is to have an apartment at your destination. Not the cheapest way to live, but it's certainly convenient.

But I used to travel A LOT, and I had to pack for most of the trips I took when Terry worked at Sungard and was working out of offices in different cities. That wasn't so bad, because I had a pretty good travel wardrobe that would get me through the usual corporate events as well as the social & leisure events I'd have while Terry was at work.

The problem is that my travel wardrobe doesn't fit me now. Packing for NYC next month isn't going to be a problem, since I can wear my current winter clothes-- they'll be just right for March in the city.

But I dread having to put together clothes for a week in Florida. I haven't got my clothes for spring 2010 sorted out yet. I don't know what fits and what doesn't. I've lost weight since last summer, so those clothes might not fit, but am not yet back to my pre-baby weight, so my older nicer clothes won't fit, either. And trying on item after item that doesn't fit is going to be depressing. So I've been putting it off.

Fortunately, there isn't anything in particular that I have to do in Florida. We've got a chance to fly in a flight simulator, and I'll go to church, but I'm sure I can come up with one or two presentable outfits without too much trouble. It's the other five days that could be a problem. Maybe I'll just hang out around the house in a bathrobe all day, and just put on my outfits to go out to dinner for a few hours. Make those two outfits last all week. . .

Ugh. Maybe I'll just go shopping while I'm down there. Terry will have his mother to help with William, so I should be able to get out of the house for an afternoon, and choosing some new spring clothes will be less depressing than trying to find something that fits here.