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Compulsive Over-Packer

Well, the day of the Denver trip has arrived.  Today, I leave on a jet plane, and as I prepared for my departure over the weekend, I realized that there’s one unavoidable truth about myself.

Hi, I’m Jenny and I’m a compulsive over-packer.

For as long as I can remember, I have been this way.  I remember one vacation when I was a teenager where I had an entire duffle bag devoted to shoes (I’m thinking my dad didn’t realize what was actually in the bag, otherwise he probably would have left it behind).  What can I say?  I’m a woman; I like to have options.  In fact, on the few occasions that I’ve truly limited what I packed (like a short weekend trip where I was determined to only take one bag), I inevitably end up wishing I had something that I didn’t bring. My motto is- better to have too  much than not enough (the true American way).

I also have a fear of being unprepared.  My inner-monologue while packing for this trip went something like this:

Well, it’s not supposed to snow, so at least I don’t need to pack my snow boots.

But what if it snows anyway?

I better pack my snow boots.

The hotel has a fitness center, but I doubt I’ll work out every day I’m there.

Let’s be honest, I’ll probably just want to take advantage of the opportunity for uninterrupted sleep; I probably won’t work out at all.

But what if I want to work out every day?

I better pack 4 workout outfits, just in case.

So, I’m over-packed, yet again.  The good news is I limited myself to one regular suitcase and one carry-on, so I won’t look totally ridiculous when I land in Denver and meet up with the two people I’m sharing a rental car with.

Can’t go giving away all my secrets right away…

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