I have a few hours left before we go. I really, really hate packing - makes me cranky and makes me run late - which i never do otherwise. This makes our trips generally start not so "vacation-y"; more like "pissed off mommy."
This trip is part work (dress clothes, computer, work stuff) and part family vacation (hiking, sightseeing, museums, outdoors). It's in the 90's here - but 40's and 50's where we're going (wool and fleece being dug out), and also we need first aid kits, adaptors, outdoor gear... and we're flying - so it all has to fit in one bag each ( i got special dispensation to have two - small ones tho). [yes - mouse - no baby to pack for - so that part is easier for sure]
It's a family vacation - and i am very much looking forward to this chance - for what we will get to do and see and for the time as a family. But i still don't do the shifts from family and mom and work and travel and go go go...to submissive and slave. At least not altogether gracefully.
And maybe it's not meant to be a shifting - maybe it's meant to be all beautifully integrated - and, I really ain't got that.