Making the Hard Choices

Life is full of tough choices. Here are some I've been mulling over obsessively.

When I go camping this weekend:

• What books do I take? And how many? I'm going to be gone for 4 days and it will be raining so...
• How many pairs of socks/pants/etc. should I pack? 
• Which shoes? [I agonized over this almost as long as the books. Again, it's supposed to rain. All. Weekend.] 
• How will I make it through the whole weekend without gaining a bazillion pounds? I want to have my cake and eat it too. Or beer. Or chili dogs, whatever the particular "camping food/beverage" of choice happens to be. 

And then of course there's the "what am I forgetting?" that haunts me. I'm sure I'll remember whatever it is once I'm 2.5 hours away and in the middle of the woods.

Things I have forgotten on past camping trips:

• pajamas
• toothbrush (yeah, ew.)
• toothpaste
• deodorant
• sunblock
• bug spray

Thankfully, never all at once.