Friday, March 5, 2010
A Sneak Peek Inside Wifey's House
When I first started Wifey’s House every Friday, for some strange reason, I felt compelled to tell on myself about something I probably shouldn’t have thought, said or done. Go figure. Well, here I go again.
As you may already know, I’m headed to one of my favorite places tomorrow to run in Disney’s Princess Half Marathon.
I’ve put in the sweat, blood and tears (ok, I’m feeling a little dramatic today – cue the Rocky music here), and I’m prepared to run the 13.1 miles.
I’ve shopped, ahem, and tore-up my closet to put together the perfect outfit to match my tiara. Every princess should run with one.
And, I’ve made arrangements to ensure that my children will have a fun-filled weekend while I’m off running through Walt Disney World. No guilt here, they just were there.
I’m on it, right? Right … except I’m leaving in less than 24 hours and I haven’t packed one thing. Yikes!
I confess, I’m a procrastinating, last-minute packer.
Some of it stems from my childhood. My mother was a flight attendant and we used to take spur of the moment trips all the time – "Lorraine, throw some things in your bag, we’re going skiing this weekend." It was later compounded by the years I spent as a publicist in the music industry – “um, Lorraine, we need you to fly with Usher in the morning to MTV’s Spring Break. Yes, I know its 11:45 p.m. and we want you to leave at 6 a.m. Have a good trip.”
I’m used to winging it – no pun intended – but I’m getting older and dare I say a little slower. And, it’s a little more challenging when you have four people to pack for instead of one. No, they’re not going with me, but they still have to wear clothes this weekend.
So, I’m off to do ... some more things before I pack. It’s still a tad bit too early for me. How about you? When do you start packing for a trip? Packing procrastinators want to know …
Winks & Smiles,