The Zen of Packing

Piles... everywhere I look, PILES.... Piles of this and piles of that! Underwear, Pajamas, bath products, momentos, and memories... I guess one could call this the Zen of packing or maybe I'm confusing Zen with Feng Shui... Oh well. I'm just so excited! Whoda thought that a girl from Voorheesville would travel halfway around the world to live in a country that drinks vodka as a breakfast pickup (ever hearda coffee???) and considers beating people with sticks as a form of refreshing relaxation. Off to the Ukraine.... that's if I can get this mess into my suitcases.... Much love to all my friends and family!