Earlier this week I mentioned on twitter that I haven't been on a beach outside of Lake Erie since I went on vacation in 2008 to Aruba.
For awhile now I thought that I went to Aruba in 2009 but thanks to my handy dandy year/month listing here on the plum I can literally look through my posting history over there on the right and realize that I went in August 2008.
This piece of the internet, man, it's like my flippin' diary that I an electronically fact check dates and outfits that people were wearing.
But that's not the point of this post.
The point is I'm going on vacation (for the first time in a really long time) to celebrate a family wedding, and while I envision everything about the trip to be spectacular I'm realizing that I'm maybe putting a little too much into the preparation of it all - specifically the shopping side of things.
I'm positive the receptionist at my job thinks that I'm certifiable due to the shipments of clothes/shoes/jewelery/swimsuits that have been arriving, almost daily, to my office.
Don't worry, about 75% of everything is getting returned, due to my buying 8 swimsuits, keep 2 and buy 6 different dresses in two different sizes thing I got going on - sorry stores, but thanks for the free shipping and returns!
I can't help that I want a different dress for all five nights - I don't think I'm being unreasonable, at all.
That is until I look into my very full closet and spy the approximately 3871 dresses that I could wear like a champion instead of buying all new ones. That really would be the responsible thing to do...
So would not buying anything else while on vacation... hmmm, we'll just have to see about that.
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