It’s an inevitability. Once packed you must un-pack.
A truth of life, so to speak.
We just went to Great Wolf Lodge.
It was wonderful.
Now we are home and the ‘must’ has set in.
Not as in stinky, smelly must.
We dried our suits before we left. They have those swim suit spinnering dryers.
‘Must” as in, we must un-pack.
Do the laundry.
All vacations seem to end with the un-packing.
That really puts a finality on it doesn’t it?
For me it does.
Well the dryer buzzeth…better keep at it. Soon I’ll need to start re-packing for a new trip!
It’s a good summer, even with the un-packing-ness of it all…