Packing to Go . . .

The plan is to leave St. Charles at mid-afternoon Friday, drive through the night arriving in Albequerque, New Mexico at midday on Saturday where we will spend the night and finish our drive the next day arriving at our rental home in La Quinta, CA in time for the Super Bowl.

So last Friday morning, I worked out, showered, ate breakfast and packed.  Everything.  In the car.  I thought.

Then I made the bed and started folding the clothes in the dryer.  Realized I didn't pack ANY socks.

Threw some socks in the back of the car on top of the suitcases, golf clubs, dog beds, etc.

Started folding clothes again.  Remembered I didn't pack any golf clothes.  Couldn't think of where I had put my golf clothes since the big "stream-line the closet project" which started with one rod pulling out of the wall (loudly and shockingly at 5:30 am last September) and ended two months and several thousand dollars later with the help of California Closets (no connection to our current location).  Right, you only need golf clothes May through October in Illinois, but you might want to remember where you keep them in the "off season" (I know, if you've seen me golf, it's ALL the off season).

Checked Ty's closet since he's usually at UW-Madison and is off to Prague for this semester (check his blog at http://typragueblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-place.html ).  Nope.  Checked Ben's closet even though I had thought I put them here originally after the closet event, but moved them when Ben graduated from Eastern Illinois and returned home to live (and look for a job) just before Christmas.  Nope.  Checked Lauren's closet even though I knew I would never put them in there since she returns home from college (Marquette) often and has so many clothes anyway.  Nope.  Hmmmmmmm.  Maybe I have to give up golf for good.  Wait, I only started playing again last April after 15 years off after only playing (9 holes) for a couple of years and I bought all those golf clothes . . 

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Looked in the closet off my sewing/rug hooking/general craft room in the basement even though I was sure I didn't put them there.  Bingo, there they were -- I can golf on this trip after all!  Grabbed some golf clothes and threw them in the back of the car.

Finished throwing EVERYTHING into the car including Sparky and Bailey (just kidding, no animals were hurt during the packing of the car).

Ready ahead of schedule! and we left St. Charles at 1 pm central time.  Just 1999.85 miles and 29 hours 53 minutes to California!!!