Those of you who know David, know that he's pretty easy going. At least until he has a job to do. Then he is.... intense. Very intense. There is one big job left to do. The last job before we leave Malawi.
It's that time again, everything left in the house has to fit into a suitcase. Understand that not once since we have been married has Dave ever been satisfied with how I've packed a suitcase. He always rearranges and and repacks it for me. Fun! I will give him this, he is the champion of stuffing "just one more thing" into a suitcase. A talent that has more than once found us rearranging the contents of suitcases at the airline check-in counter so that no one suitcase exceeds the weight limit. You would think that since it all equals out to the same weight for our family going onto the plane, the airlines could just take the average of all our luggage and move on, but apparently that would be too easy.
This morning he asked me to get started on the packing so we are not scrambling to get it done over the next couple of days. I just sat there sipping my coffee looking at him until he finally said "WHAT?"
I suggested that this time we skip the whole I pack, he unpacks and repacks everything routine. So today I went through all the rooms and put everything that needs to be packed into one room. Tonight he gets to deal with this:
He is going to need every bit of his "I can fit just one more thing" super power to make it all fit. Glad it's his job!