Next time you read a post, I will have started packing. I will continue packing for the next seven days then, if history is at all reliable, Tom will buy something large and heavy. We will fight. He will rearrange what I’ve spent a week on. I will think it will never fit, we’ll fight again, maybe I’ll cry, and then he will make it work.
Then we’ll realize fighting over suitcases is stupid and we’ll jump in the lake for some wild jet-skiing and forget about suitcases for a while.
Have a lovely weekend.