Ten days to departure!
Our luggage was supposed to be shipped on Thursday, but somehow FedEx screwed up. I received a call Thursday night from Seabourn. “Hello, I’m calling about the luggage pick-up failure” is how he started. I had no idea what he meant! Language is a funny thing–I guess I could have figured it out but, somehow, he had to explain it to me. Luggage Pick-Up Failure is an interesting euphemism. It’s like a doctor telling a family member that their loved-one had a negative patient outcome instead of just admitting he died.
Luckily, the Luggage Pick-Up Failure was no big deal–they just picked it up on Friday instead. I guess that’s why they needed two weeks to ship it–perhaps they were planning for multiple failures along the way.
I’m just glad they put it on the truck because until they, do all you do is add more stuff.
Being neurotic, I photographed everything I put in the suitcase, so this way I would not make myself crazy looking for something in my closet that isn’t there.
Of course, I could not stop there. Each time I added a layer, I took a picture so I would know where it was, in case I needed it.