what does packing 'light' even mean?!

So we've cleared out our room, completed many dump runs and managed to cram our life into two large boxes and a few bin bags. Although we're very tidy this fact also depresses me slightly. Twenty Four years on planet earth and that's all we have to show for it. On the contrary does it mean we're not a possession driven couple? That we value living rather than having? Or is that far too deep for a Thursday evening? Probably. So I shall move on.


Yesterday we packed our bags for 'The Trip'. I had persuaded Ollie that taking ridiculously large bags would only hinder us in our travels and that we would come to regret and despise our cumbersome beasts. Therefore I had bullied him into selecting a smaller bag with promises of 'everything will fit' and 'we're not taking the kitchen sink so it will be fine.'  How much stuff could we possibly need to take? The list I had written in our alliteratively named 'planning pad' had seem feasibly small. Maybe that's because as the list grew I made my writing smaller. I don't know.


Anyway. After laying everything out and covering the entire floor space of the living room we began to fill our backpacks. Here I found my initial problem. I had chosen what I had come to learn was a 'top loader' which meant I had to put all my stuff in on top of each other. This meant every time I wanted something I would have to take everything covering it out. Not great and I must admit I suddenly regretted my bag choice a little, especially when I looked over and saw Ollie smugly filling his 'suit case' style bag.


However, after five minutes he stood up, red faced and flustered and paced around the room cursing. Sounds of 'Well it isn't bloody big enough is it?', 'Why should I have to take the bloody tent' and 'I told you we needed bigger bags' blew about like out of tune trumpets. 


'What's wrong? I asked in a 'I'm going to play the innocent I'll pretend I don't understand' way. The red rage turned towards me.


'I've only managed to fit in a pair of shorts and two t-shirts! That's what's wrong!' 


'Have you tried rolling them?' I offered in a pathetic voice.


We carried on in silence until finally everything essential had been thrust, contorted, vacuum packed or scrunched into various parts of our bags. 


'We did it!' Ollie exclaimed. 'And I have four t-shirts, a hoodie AND a pair of trousers now!'


'Yup. We certainly did.' I replied. I decided not to tell him I had nine t-shirts, three pairs of trousers, skirts, shorts, two jumpers and a couple of dresses packed away. It didn't seem fair...

the time has come to talk of many things..

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