Bleh. Monday. Last week I was so happy for it, today, I just want it to be Friday. Because Friday means vacation. I’m kind of in the middle of a nervous breakdown-meets anxiety attack-meets excitement overload. Got all that? Good. Moving along now..
I’m the type of a person that freaks out about packing. I over pack yet still can’t find a thing to wear or I’m in constant fear that I’m going to leave something at home and I’ll be stuck in a third world country (not that Mexico is a third world country, I don’t think…) without the necessary items I need to go on living an ordinary life. A bit dramatic, no? After I’ve been writing packing lists for the past three months I should be properly packed for the upcoming trip. False. I will go back and back again to make sure I have everything. Why am I such a nut? Then there’s the excitement about being on a warm beach somewhere with my best friend which has me all sorts of giddy. But do I have the proper clothing, footwear, and makeup to enjoy myself? Ugh. Why can’t I just look like a Sports Illustrated swimsuit model and look like a million bucks in a bikini? That would make life easy. I could probably just take every thing I need in a backpack and call it a day. Well, I’m Brooke Retherford and I didn’t get that lucky. It actually takes work to look decent. I come with a lot of
Today’s post really is just that. I totally could’ve summed this up by saying “I’m an over packer and afraid of not having a blow dryer that works in Mexico.”
But that’s too boring, I thought I’d reveal the crazy. ; )
Also, this post was supposed to be about juicing… Is it Friday yet?