Four more days and we head off to the UK for the first overseas trip of our title year. Packing in earnest started tonight.
In a weird twist, the last time I visited the UK, in 2003, was when slave angie and I were just starting to date and put our relationship together. Almost 11 years later, we’re coming back together.
We’ve been traveling together almost since we first started dating. That’s one of the ways we figured out this relationship would work – we travel well together. We’ve been all over this country, driving, flying, even taken a boat now and then. (I don’t like boats so much.)
So today and tonight was pretty much just us clicking, getting stuff done with the packing.
On a related note, as angie was packing her bootblack kit and gifts, we discovered that she has 6 or more cans of Huberds. Unopened. So apparently I need to update my writing about Owning a Bootblack to reflect what it is like to discover I’m now a distributor of Angelas, Lincoln and Huberds.
angie: (low voice) It wasn’t just six cans…
Me: Are you kidding me?! How many was it…??
angie: (lower voice) ten….
Me: Are you kidding me?!