Whenever you go out of town, the packing at first like the worst part, then the planning of the trip and then the getting there.
For me the worst part is when you come home. The above was when I was single when Steve and I were newly weds. But now that we have children I hate the coming home.
The above pictures are only 1/3 of what I brought in from my car...
But I do still love a good few days away. But the laundry afterward is sicking to say the least!
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