I packed the entire household for our family vacation to the beach. I don’t mind doing this, not for my son or even my husband. It gets us out of the house faster. And really, my husband trusts me to dig up what he wants or needs. While packing, though, I noticed my husband was in dire need of new swimwear. The swimsuit he bought last year was completely faded out, the elastic had worn out on another, and the third had been eaten by a friend’s dog.
We were due to leave in mere hours, and Rick was at work, …read more