The Waiting Game...

I leave for Spain on Sunday, and this week just feels like one big old waiting game.  I can't really start packing, because I am still using most of the things I would be packing.  I don't have to go shopping for any last minute items, because I have already gathered all the things I needed.  Now I'm using my brothers room to store things, little by little, that I will be bringing that I'm not using.  I wonder if it will all fit in my suitcases...

I just feel like this is the calm before the storm.  Starting Sunday night, I will have 24hours of insanity, by plane, bus, train, taxi, and who knows what else! Then I assume I will have to jump right into a schedule of au pair-ing, going to spanish lessons, and learning to navigate the city.  I just want it all to start already! Especially after having a summer with no job, I am so ready for some structure.

p.s. I just realized today that this is the first time in 20 years that I am not  having a 'first day of school'! Hooray! Time to learn in a whole new way this year!

I Believe in a Women's Right to Shoes

I am in the midst of typing up a packing list for Spain, and I have just spent the last 20 minutes staring at the screen wondering which shoes to take.  Shoes are kind of bulky and hard to pack... especially when boots and heels come in to play.  Factor in that I'm away for 10 months, would like to not spend money on shoes while I am over there, and will encounter cool and hot and wet weather, and I'm lost.  I don't own an obscene amount of shoes... but I do have quite a few.  Plus I'm thinking of all the fabulous outfits I want to gallivant around Spain in and the shoes that would go with them.

Right now, I'm trying to narrow it down to the shoes I most commonly wear on a regular basis. I have:

Is this too much to bring?


help!
me!
choose!