My husband, is a bit of “control packer”, well that is actually an understatement. And, let’s get this straight – I Am Not Complaining in the slightest.
This all came to light when I met him 13 years ago, here in New York City. It was my first time leaving him to go back to Australia for a while, and he insisted on packing my suitcase for me. I did think it was a little weird at the time, but after he had finished packing I was really quite amazed. My husband knows how to pack a suitcase! Since then, I have literally never been allowed to pack my suitcase (or our Son’s) when we go on trips. My husband packs us all up meticulously, which as you can imagine is a lot stress on me so I am very much okay with it, especially as I am one of those packers that just throws everything in a suitcase and hopes for the best!