It snuck up on me. It shouldn’t have, as I was the one who made the plans in the first place, but suddenly it approaches. We’re leaving for Florida at the end of next week.
Oh, I know, poor me leaving cold and snowy New England for the sun and beach. Believe me, I’m looking forward to wearing fewer layers. But I’m suddenly freaking out for two reasons. The first is obviously traveling with the babies (no, we aren’t flying at bedtime, thank you). Nervous about the flights, frantically making lists of things to bring and things to buy. We’re going down to see M’s family, who lives there. But I’m actually staying longer so that I can hang out with my mom at her condo in the same general area. The good part about this is that we can potentially buy things and leave them down there, if not for our own future use, at least for someone’s. The bad part is, well, buying stuff. I don’t want to spend a ton of money on things that will only be used for a week. Anyways, I’m poking around Amazon.com and Craigslist, and even sent emails to some MOT clubs in Florida. We’ll see.
The other major reason I’m freaking out is the sudden realization that I have to pack for myself. Um, can you say, oh crap? If I already thought I had very few clothes that fit, and I’ve vowed not to wear maternity clothes out of the house anymore, you can just imagine what the warm-weather clothing situation must be like. Let’s just say, it’s not good. So now I’m on Old Navy, Lane Bryant, and Lands’ End, searching for shorts and t-shirts. And… oh my god… a swimsuit. I’m starting to feel faint. I mean, I’m looking forward to taking my kids for a dip in the pool, but does that really mean I have to don swimwear in a semi-public place? Oh dear. Maybe I’ll be the designated photographer. I can already hear my mom’s less-than-subtle questions about Weight Watchers. (No, I haven’t started yet. Yes, I’m going to.) Good times…
I do think it will be a nice visit, and I’m looking forward to temperatures in the 70s, to be sure. But for the moment… good lord, I have a lot of lists to make.
Stay strong, sister. You’ll get it all handled and have a great time. And don’t even sweat the swim suit. You’ll be in Florida, the land of wrinkles!
Oh, I looooovvvve lists!
And I love this post!
We are going to Maui in September and the thought of wearing swimwear has already got me in a panic…and I have, like, 8 months longer to “get ready” than you do! Seriously, I have not had any chocolate old fashioned donuts since Sunday (ok, maybe once…). So, obviously my mind is set on the bathing suit that I’ll have to wear.
…as far as finding summer wear in the middle of freaking winter, are you making any progress? I remember having to pay top-dollar for a measly swimsuit and shorts at JCrew.com in March for a vacation to Mexico two years ago. I could not find ANYTHING in Anchorage that didn’t have fleece, fur or wool.
Regardless, you’ll have such a great time “defrosting” in sunny FL!
Ok, I hate to say it, but other peoples’ focus will no longer be on you, it’s entirely on the twins. So, don that swimsuit…no one will remember what you look like in it!
Lisa