May 2 - Packing in These Foolish Things

Quick entry before bed. Doing a quickie long weekend in Nashville starting tomorrow afternoon and I don’t know what to bring with me. We are likely going to have a fairly low-key weekend, just three of us, but the weather is supposed to be kinda crappy, but then maybe not? I don’t know. So I’m trying to pack a million options into one tiny carry-on. It’s always like a puzzle.

I’ll be wearing my cowboy boots on the plane. It’s Nashville after all. And I also requested that we dress up one or both nights for dinner because I haven’t gotten dolled up in a pretty dress in a long time. I want pics of us and maybe some of just me that will be good for the dating apps. I’m ready to refresh!

My new psychologist friend from yesterday might have a crush on me. He sent me some PTG information earlier this morning, and then later on he sent me a text about how he was going to the opera tonight, which is super cool…but then he sent me a selfie and clearly wanted me to comment on it.

I didn’t. I feel weird about it. I left him on read.

I don’t want to go out with him - I’m just into his info!

Better run for now - my suitcase is calling and my bed is screaming even louder.

xo,
GS