Are all guys bad at packing?

My husband is busy getting ready to go away for the weekend. He’s going up North to a party that a friend of ours is having – on a boat.

He’s been playing his guitar and practicing some of his favorite songs all week. Oh and he’s been printing out the lyrics and music and putting them together in a binder that we just call “The Book”. With the way he’s been printing pages all week I’m glad he hasn’t been color printing as I’m sure we’d be out of ink by now. LOL

I was going to help my husband pack, but I think I’ll let him get started and see how things go. He’s not the best packer in the world … one time we drove out east (2000 miles) and he forgot to pack underwear! At least that was an easy enough problem to fix.

I wish that I was going up North as well this weekend, but the hotels in the area aren’t dog friendly and since it’s a long drive and an overnight stay we can’t leave our dog at home on her own. I just know she’d get into trouble.

Ok … back to work … I’ve got to check on what my husband has packed so far!