Procrastination at its finest

Of course after spending the day running all over town to do last minute errands, I come home to realize I got a bunch of stuff that I don't need. Instead of getting rain boots (which I know I need since I finally checked the weather), I bought slippers. My reasoning? They are cuter and more comfortable to walk around the apartment in than just plain socks. While I don't in good conscience think the slippers were a frivolous purchase, I really needed rain boots, and still don't have any. It's a good thing my flight doesn't leave until tomorrow evening. I think I'm going to do some more running around. And this time I'll only buy the bare essential. Girl scout's honor.

I should make a list so I don't let my mind go on any tangents-envisioning ridiculous scenarios where I'd need a scuba suit in case I decide to go on a diving excursion. Although now that I think about it...

Anyways, a list. I love lists. They are great for reducing things to the simplest form. Otherwise, even grocery shopping can seem chaotic and scattered in your mind. Pros and cons lists are the BEST type of list. I can't tell you (my beloved blog) how many guys I've weeded out just from making a simple list of pros and cons. It's turned into to kind of a bad habit actually. Every guy I become involved with eventually gets "listed." If the pros outweigh the cons, consider yourself lucky. But if there are more cons than pros..see ya lata. I don't do it to be cruel, I do it for the sake of my better judgment. *Sidenote: Few hearts have been broken in the process of list-making.

But back to the list at hand. This is one of my least favorite: the packing list. (cue shrieks of terror). For a packing list, you need to make notes about the location, climate condition, culture, lifestyle, nightlife..mama mia! (I figure I should try to start using Italian phrases as much as possible). I'll be in Italy, which is generally warmer than the arctic tundra that is Massachusetts, but it's still cold there right now, so I'd say I should bring UGG boots, a winter jacket, a peacoat? Hm...(and so it begins).

-UGG boots..even though they scream, "I'm an American"

-combat boots..because I am a quarter part hipster

-flats..I wouldn't be a girl if I didn't wear 'em

-flip flops for the shower

-flip flops for the beach

-heels..my classy pair, my 'goes with everything pair,' and of course my slutty pair

-equestrian riding boots..that I only ever walk in

-tan suede wedges with the shiny black tip..because they're awesome

-sneakers..even though I probably won't exercise

-moccasins..because I know I won't exercise

-and of course a pair I know I've forgetten

moving on...

-one million pairs of black leggings..because let's face it, that's all I ever wear

-sweatpants..because they're all that fits me right now

-black skinny jeans..they have the word skinny in them

-blue jeans

-light pink pants..so adorbs.

-tights

onto the next..

-12 tee-shirts

-11 tank tops

-10 pretty dresses

-9 blouses

-8 short shorts

-7 cardigans

-6 zip-up hoodies

-5 long shirts

-4 cute vests

-3 church outfits

-2 bathing suits

-and a partridge in a pear tree!

and if there's room..

-headbands..I have a lot. And yes, I want to be Blair from Gossip Girl

-jewelry..because I like to ice it up every now and then

-a lot of underwear..mainly because I have a copious amount already

-makeup

-makeup remover

-hairbrush

-toothbrush

-shampoo and conditioner

-feminine hygiene products..ahem ahem

-a rubber ducky..just kidding

the things I'm forgetting..

-backpack

-computer

-camera..say cheese!

-books

-handy dandy notebook

-a few towels

-and my passport? that might come in handy

And voila! My packing list is complete. Now I just have to physically do it. Ugh, manual labor is such a bitch.