It should be kept simple. Life, that is. I am training myself, these days, to do just that. If I were to pack clothes that I would need for a year in a suitcase big enough only for a week, I should be lean and mean from doing laundry three times a week. I should also be tired, poor, unfashionable, and probably grumpy as well as depressed for being tired, poor and unfashionable.
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However, I — being supposedly fortunate — have what I need for a week that I cannot stuff into a suitcase big enough for a couple years! But I still do laundry three times a week. I am nowhere near lean, but I am mean, tired, poor, unfashionable, grumpy, and depressed for being tired, poor and unfashionable!
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There is a corner downstairs by my 11-year old Bosch washing machine that I should dump all the things I do not need. I shall label the space: GREED. And when Monchies are old enough to take care of themselves, I shall go back to Lok Kawi and hitch-hike to Kuching. Laundry shall be done while patting Bujang Senang on the head.
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Ah well! I am now gone shopping for a new washing machine at Harvey Norman, okay? The Bosch is resigning in 49 hours.
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Questa è Enida 
That was really a good question, pack a suitcase for one year. My answer:
It depends where I am going – 2 pairs of jeans or pants, 5 shirts. loads of panties, bras, small hand towels, socks, soap, toothbrush and toothpaste.
Sha, I almost always under-packed dengan alasan kalau tak cukup atau tak bawak, boleh beli baru. Hehe. And my car is a mobile home. There is a toiletry bag in the glove compartment. The must-pack are: toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant, wet-wipes and a manicure set. And oh, panty-liners. I am good to go. Hit the road bebeh!
It did good! I remember the night you and I went shopping for it.