I hate packing

We are going to a party Up North this weekend. It’s only the second time we’ve been away without Fergus, who is staying in Suffolk with J’s cousin. Fergus is 20 months old.

Fergus’s packing list:

Food

Bowls - a couple

Sleep mat

Collar, lead, harness

Chew toys

Poo bags

Treats

My packing list:

Outfit for party

Party shoes

Jewellery - flashy enough but not too flashy; it’s not my birthday

Outfit for tomorrow daytime.

Shoes for tomorrow daytime

Outfit for Sunday. Will be same as I wore yesterday but with clean t shirt and underwear. Obviously I’m not wearing the same jeans today. Obviously.

Underwear: comfy for weekend, more shapely for party

Socks

Pyjamas

Hair scrunchie for night

Anti-grinding mouthguard

Phone and watch charger

Toothbrush

Floss

Makeup removers: eye and face

Cleanser

Cleansing brush

Hair ties

Glycolic toner

Serum 1

Serum essence

Serum 2

Serum 3

Night cream

hairbrush

Shower oil

Body cream

Deodorant

Vitamin c serum

Day moisturiser

Vitamin supplement

Asthma medications

Allergy medication-just in case

Other daily medications

Camera

Glitter make up

Eyeliner gel pot and brush

Brown eyeshadow palette for day, knowing that’s it’s equally likely that I’ll only wear powder foundation and lip gloss

Blush x 2 with brush

Foundations x 2: sheer and more formal

Loose powder and brush

Lipsticks x 3

Lip gloss

Lip pencil

Mascara

Belt

Big jumper

Mirror - because no hotels have suitable makeup mirrors for a 59 year old with varifocals.

Driving glasses

Phone

J’s packing list

Party outfit

Meds

Shoes

Phone

This is why I hate packing.