So many lists

One week to go and I have created more lists about packing than I have actually packed. The irony? Boss-lady will be on the local news tomorrow morning enlightening the masses with packing tips that only a seasoned traveler would know. I'll be watching from off-camera, having a not-at-sublte panic attack I'm sure. (At least I haven't had any no-pants nightmares. However, airport and client mid-REM disasters, aplenty.)

This week will be a mix of anxiety, excitement, and the gratification that comes from ticking things off the list(s).

Until I get to the list for the Nephew's first ever Cub Scout camping trip, that is.

Which side of the tent goes up?

T minus Ireland in 25 days.

And because I'm denial about it already being 3 October, I actually had to count those days out.

Let the packing (and panicking) commence!