OMG, Tattlers I’m very embarrassed to reveal that apparently my mother is the 75 year old version of overpacker Brogan Tate Mooney Lever.
Mum is coming to stay with Max The Westie while I’m away the next two weeks. She stopped by last night to drop off her bags… a duffle bag on wheels full of clothes, and then the oversized reusable shopping totes started coming out of the car!!! I think there were 3 with food for the fridge, freezer and pantry, plus her large tote full of her cross stitching supplies. This morning I picked her up at her flat on my way to the airport. She said she’d be bringing her toiletries and that’s it. Well, she found more stuff to bring to my house… three more large totes were put into my car!
Keep in mind she’s got my car for the next two weeks and her flat is 3 mins down the road from my house so she could grab anything she needs at anytime!
When I tell you the cackle I let out pulling up to her building followed by a loud “for fucks sake”…