“Ugh. Close, you bastard,” I groan under my breath.
ghI feel like my suitcase is an impossible game of Tetris. Move a pair of shoes. Rotate my makeup bag. Try putting my shampoo in vertical instead of horizontal.
I’ve been sitting on my bedroom floor packing for the last half hour, but no amount of rearranging, squishing, or pleading with my belongings has made everything fit. I’ve even switched outfits, trading in my T-shirt for a more structured top that was taking up more space. No luck.
After resituating a pair of sandals for what has to be the tenth time, I put all the muscle I have into giving the zipper another tug. Nope. It still doesn’t budge.
NopeWhy is it that everything always fits in my suitcase when I’m packing for a trip, but on the way back, it’s like my stuff has multi
