I confess: ...um I'm just winging it here to force myself to blog because this week has had no blogging mojo from me. I still felt sick all week, this cold sucketh, etc. And I'm now grumpy I haven't worked out in two weeks, especially as...
I confess: I am going to LONDON in two weeks, whaaat! My Mom kind of sprung the idea, who was I to say no, and now we are winging the sh*t out of this. I mean, it's a three day trip, it's not like it requires tons of planning, you would think, but I've spent all week looking at hotels, thinking about how on earth I am going to manage the toiletry situation (we are doing carry on only because Easyjet is hellish if you check a bag, plus it makes more sense to have less luggage for a short trip). But I have real problems with
the whole minimal packing thing. I think the most I have ever gone with a carry on sized bag is two nights, so this is actually going to be kind of a challenge. Send me you minimal packing tips, please!
I confess: I got my period today, and was all "What is this madness?" because I don't know, I forgot to count this month, and for the first time in a long time I didn't have pms cramps for several days beforehand. I wasn't even inexplicably moody or weepy yesterday, my usual clockwork m.o.. My body is such a trickster. So yeah, I was caught out, and I decided I want to buy some of these period underpants* for "What the?" moments like that.
*I can only find these in the States, what's up with that U.K.?!