Packing... the difference between man & women

I'm going to the beach this weekend... woohoo!

I'm just so ready to relax, even if it is for only two days - better than nothing.

I get home last night... late might I add, because we went to the Fair again. We also got soaking wet,  because it decided to pour last night as we were there, and of course the fiance didn't want to leave, so we sat there in the rain watching a demolition derby... it was actually kind of fun when I think about it.

Anyway... I get home and the first thing I do is start to pack.

I need... this... this.... this this.... and I'm grabbing everything and putting it into a nice pile.

Of course, there is the occasional, "Honey, don't forget your beach towel," and "Hey, I got your bath towels."

It goes on for like an hour as I am packing, making sure I have everything needed, because heaven forbid we forget something.... it somehow becomes my fault.

My fault?

I have been packing... and packing, and getting everything ready - just me, myself, and I.

Whats the fiance doing?

Oh, he's eating... watching TV... and whatever else he did.

Then the question comes up, "When are you going to pack?"

The Response..... "I'll pack tomorrow before we leave."

REALLY?..... yet somehow if we (usually him) forget something, I get the blame. Such a typical man...

That's OK, I'll make sure we have everything, that's what us women are for right? We have like a million lists in our heads, and we go over and over them until its done. Men? They just kind of go with the wind... it is amazing how different our mind sets are. Sometimes, I really wish I could just "go with the wind," but I would lose my mind.

One word that describes me... Organized.

Damn right... and he knows it.

Happy, Happy Friday!!!

amberlee