It could be (accurately) said that I’m not terribly organized when it comes to family trips. It’s pretty funny because as I sit at my work desk, there’s a post it note for every task that needs to be done and a neat order in which I approach every day’s work. When I get home, that all gets erased and I fall into a lazier person’s habits.
When we were planning our family trip, my husband had an incredible idea that never occurred to any of us: buy the Evinrude oil we needed before we left. Every year, we went up to our shore house and complained on high about the inflated prices of oil in town. My husband finally was the one to think, hey, couldn’t we just buy this beforehand?