So far I know I left behind two brushes: Augie's and Peter's. I have to shift the blame of Petey's brush on him, though, he packs for himself.
If I get to the task too early I have, at first, a very wonderful feeling of accomplishment. Oh, so organized. I am so proud. And then - I forget what I've packed.
Did I pack my comfy black sandals? How about those 3 sleeveless shirts - where the heck are they? Aspirins and toothpaste? It goes on and on.
Adding to the stress is when you go on a long car trip and make many motel/hotel stops. When the room is small, how can you possibly leave stuff behind? Ask me how I know.