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Wednesday, September 15, 2004
9:39 PM

HM

Yes, it's true. I've come to the painful realization that I am, in fact, high maintenance (or "HM" as one of our neighbors calls it). I've tried to deny it arguing that though I am a bit fussy about some things, I don't usually impose my fussiness on others. In other words, I am internally HM with occasional spurts of external HM (which I try to limit as much as possible). But apparently I have been in denial. What has prompted this revelation? One word - packing.

The first warning signal should have been the fact that our two roller bags were apparently not enough to get us through a 9 day vacation. As a result, I had to mooch two more bags off of my parents (so I am not only HM, but also not yet grown-up enough to have sufficient luggage).

In my defense, I feel compelled to point out that because we are spending time in two places that have pretty disparate weather patterns, we really need two completely different sets of clothes. Really. I'll just keep telling myself that. Feel free to join in.

Once I had retrieved the two bonus bags the trouble really started. I realized that I had tons of space and the floodgates opened. I not only need clothes for two locations but I want choices. And now I can have them. I can bring the tan shorts and the white ones. I can bring even more tank tops. And yet another pair of shoes. Lest you are concerned, allow me to reassure you - I will have plenty or choices. I seriously won't even admit how many different pairs of shoes I'm bringing (and I strongly believe that flip flops don't count in the tally).

As I was standing in my closet in a matching, coordinating, choice-creating frenzy, suddenly it hit me. My cousin Laura just left for 8-9 months in Spain and I am supremely confident that I am taking about 5 times as much stuff with me as she did with her. Therein lies the problem.

When did this happen? When did I get so attached to my clothes (and really moreso, my shoes)? What possessed me to pack enough for a several month trip instead of a trip that will last a little over a week? I really don't know, but I am also supremely confident that the frenzy is far from over. I haven't even gotten to the toiletries yet. And as I sit here, I'm thinking "Maybe I should pack another sweater for London just in case." We'll see how it goes, but for the first time ever I'm concerned about making it under the baggage limits.

We shall see. But for now, back to the frenzy . . .

P.S. Please refrain from comments like "We've known you were HM for years." They really would be harmful to my sanity at this point. Thanks.

Now I'm off to choose another sweater.

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