I hate it when you have to travel 2 weekends in a row — you never quite get settled before, after, or especially in-between.
We were out of town Thursday-Sunday of last week for a wedding. This means that Monday-Weds. of last week were spent stressing out and trying to get ready to go out of town (I was the maid of honor, so this was definitely no leisure trip). We got back at midnight Sunday night, and I had to go to work Monday morning (new job = NO vacation time).
We are gluttons for punishment, however. Now that we are back we are preparing to go out of town again this weekend to visit my sister, and to participate in her garage sale. I feel like I’m still way behind on getting the house back in order after our last whirlwind of packing and unpacking and here I am starting all over again! I have considered postponing/canceling this weekend’s trip, but the prospect of having an empty spare room closet (that’s where I’ve been collecting all the garage sale junk) is just way too much of an incentive.
So I will suck it up, get my stuff priced, and get on the road tomorrow! At least this time we will get back early Sunday evening so I can feel reasonably put-together at work next week.