Well, we're on the road again. The Field Band begins tour tonight with a concert in Harrisonburg, VA (check the full schedule here). I'll be traveling for 37 days, and packing for that long of a trip can be challenging. I usually do laundry every 7-10 days, and I'm taking Bo with me and driving my own car the whole tour. Here's my unofficial packing list.
3 sets of sleepwear, 6 sets of workout clothes, 4 pants (2 skinny jeans, 1 bootcut, 1 cords), 14 pair undergarments, bunch of socks, 3 cardigans, 4 short sleeved blouses, 8 long-sleeved blouses, 2 dresses, and an Army polo (you never know when you'll need to look official).
Everything fits nicely in these packing cubes, which I cannot imagine traveling without. Somebody recommended them when I joined the band, and they are lifesavers. Need a shirt? Just pull out your shirt cube.
Shampoo, conditioner, gel, shaving stuff, makeup remover, face cleanser, makeup brushes, tweezers, nail clippers, makeup, tootbrush/paste, moisturizer, nailpolish remover pads, polish for touchups, first aid kit.
This all fits nicely in a bag with a few other mixed items, (hair ties and clips, baby headphones, books for the baby, baby shampoo, extra wipes, flat iron, baby towel, etc.
Packing for a 9 month old is tricky. They don't have as many diaper blowouts or spit-ups at this age, but it could still happen. It's also that time of year between seasons, and if you don't bring enough long-sleeved clothes, every middle-aged woman you meet will tell you the baby is cold, cover him up for goodness' sake!
2 jackets, 7 short-sleeved onesies, 5 long-sleeved onesies, 8 pants, swim trunks (for hotel pools), 2 extra changing pads (Because he *will* poop on at least one), bunch of socks, 4 sets footie PJs.
Hat, toys, teething necklace, butt wipes, booger wipes, paci wipes (this is ridiculous), disposable bibs, sunscreen, diaper cream, cup, 3 pacifiers (which he won't use, but he likes to chew on), kleenex, spare clothes, pouch of of baby mush (only tried once, and he immediately squeezed it with all his might, sending mush everywhere), aquifor, diapers, altoids, lipstick (what the hell, how did that get there, I wear lipstick twice a year), moccasins, fountain pen, jacket.
Oh yeah, and his travel crib.
It's time to put it all together. My clothes and Bo's clothes get packed in there along with running shoes, black flats, comfortable casual shoes, brown boots, scarves (for cleavage-covering purposes), swimsuit, bras. Then toss a light jacket on top, Army laundry bag, (that thing is the best), and a last-minute pair of sandals, because 4 pair of shoes just isn't enough...
Voilà! I'm packed!
Haha, just kidding!
Army uniform: skirt, jacket, pumps, beret, army t-shirt, pantyhose, hairspray, hair ties, all shoved in a garment bag.
There's also our "kitchen" which consists of an electric skillet and some random things that you might need to whip up a gourmet hotel room meal. Another bag with random food, bottle warmer (husband considers this an essential), hot water kettle, green tea, and an emergency chocolate stash.
Atlas, baby carrier, umbrella stroller, music, extra diapers, euphonium, breast pump, computer, blankets, gps, inflatable whale tub... Aaaaghhhhaghh...that escalated quickly. Well, it all went in our Ford Fusion. Don't ask me how. But by the end of 37 days, I'll be a pro at loading it up.
Oh yeah, don't forget the husband and the adorable baby! Brendan will be with me for the first 12 days, then I have other family joining me to finish out the tour. So here we go again. The Curran Caravan is out the door!