My day

 This time next week, I will be in Paris with Pal Vickie.

As I mentioned, husbands and dogs will be staying home holding down our respective forts.

It's not that they don't enjoy traveling - they do.  

But right now, a girl's trip to Paris just feels right.

And there are some big, husbands included, trips booked already for the upcoming months.  

Honestly, having a trip planned, doing the planning, etc., is what I kinda live for these days.

And.  Well.  I love Paris.

Raoul Dufy

As you can imagine, Vickie and I have been in daily communication about "all the things."

One of the most often talked about "things" is what we're packing.  We both love clothes.  Buying them, wearing them, sharing pictures of them.

Packing them can be a challenge.

But we have it handled.

My very favorite suitcase is my Away Bigger Carry-On.  I have never had any trouble carrying it on with Delta even though it is a little larger than their carry-on policy states.

I'm just not feeling warm and fuzzy about that size thing this trip.  

So.

I'm going to be taking my ugly Amazon Basic suitcase which fits the carry-on criteria.  It's actually the perfect suitcase in every aspect except that color.  Ugh.  Purple?  Mauve?  Whatever.  Ugh.  (and the picture actually flatters it!). When I ordered it from Amazon several years back they called it red.  HA!  No Way is that a red suitcase!  

And I'm using a little wheeled suitcase as my personal item which will fit under the seat.

You would not even believe all the thought and discussion that has led me to this FINAL luggage decision.  Final.  Yes.  They're both packed, so there's no going back.  My last minute items will get squeezed in right before leaving for the airport.

I'm excited.

Ready to go.

I get homesick for Paris.

And it's past time.

This morning, one of the first things I read as I was having my coffee, was Heather Cox Richardson's daily letter.     If you haven't read this, please do.  And send it to anyone you know who might still be a trump supporter.  Usually, I can count on the fact that Heather's insights are going to make me angry.  Angry enough to make calls and write letters and that's a good thing.  This latest, however, has just made me sick.  Physically sick and somewhat defeated.  I'm left with sadness and emptiness concerning our country.

THIS - all of THIS - is why I need trips lined up.  To keep me sane.  To have good things to look forward to.  The need to feel that the future is not completely bleak.

And, as you know, I am addicted to making bracelets.  Boy, today I was a bracelet making fool.

When not making bracelets, or planning our next trip, or calling/writing our representatives, I daydream. 

I spend a lot of time daydreaming here at Vacation Perfect.  <sigh>

A Paris Penthouse to Call Your Own

1 bedroom | 1.5 bathrooms | 7th arrondissement | €1,775,000

“Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real.”—Tupac Shakur.

Raoul Dufy

Hold onto those dreams, y'all!

They're important.

❤ ❤ ❤