I will try very hard to record more in my blog than I have been.

Recently I read over my handwritten notes on my trip to China in ‘97 with my parents, and thought to myself, “Wow, this is really cool. I’m glad I wrote all this down!”, when on the very next page it went blank. The irony - I started cursing myself.

I am going a little nuts as I am simultaneously trying to:

• pack and shop for a round the world trip without ending up carrying a house on my back
• pack and shop for a 7 day hike up Mt. Kilimanjaro, with climates ranging from rain forest to artic tundra
• get my husband to do the above
• spend time with family and friends before we go
• pack up all of our stuff for a move to Texas, and find unsuspecting friends and family to offload stuff on
• sell everything else on Craigs List, eBay, and a yard sale

I am disproportionately proud of finally giving up and donating my wedding dress. I found a great charity that takes the proceeds from dress sales and helps terminal breast cancer patients. My normal pragmatic side (You’re never going to wear it again, your future daugter/daughter in law won’t want it either) was defeated for 6 years by my sentimental side. It was weirdly comforting and nostalgic just to know it was taking up space in my closet. Jonathan has been telling me this is silly - but I guess for guys, they rent a tux, then get rid of it by the end of the weekend.

Off to make more lists of stuff to do…